Personal Narrative: My Mother

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was having the past few weeks. So my mother, Kierstin, my fiancé, and I went to pick up the baby’s father Ashton. When we got him we were on our way to the hospital near where we lived. My fiancé and I couldn’t go in the delivery room with them so we waited in the waiting room. My mom then came out and told us that my sister was dilated to a 5 and that she was going to take us home and drop us off so we could watch my young siblings while her and my step father stay with my sister and wait for her to deliver the baby. When my mother dropped my fiancé and I off at home to watch my siblings I constantly texted and called my mom to see how she was doing. I then fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning I got on Facebook and saw the pictures

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