"Morgan I swear to God if you don't hurry the f*** up I am going to drive myself!" I yelled at him. It had been two weeks since the baby shower, I had been having Braxton hicks since but this morning they turned to true contractions. At some points they were so debilitating that it was tough to move. We had talked to Allison earlier in the day and she said to start tracking and if they got anywhere between 4 to 5 minutes apart is when I should head to the hospital, well they got to 3 minutes apart and my water had broken about 10 minutes ago. Morgan seemed to be taking his sweet time getting the Explorer packed to go. "Baby calm down I'm just about done," he said carrying the new carseat out. I picked up my purse and followed him. "Don't tell me to calm down I am about to pus

