I pinched my eyes closed as tightly as I could. Despite my efforts, I knew that sleep would not be on the agenda the night of August 20, 2010. Earlier that night, my mom was having frequent contractions. She was to be induced in a few days for a cesarean section. “Only I would have to go into labor just to have a c-section.” she said in between labor pains. My mom’s negative outlook did not phase me. I couldn’t wait to meet the tiny jumping bean growing inside of her. “Mally!” My grandma woke me up with a smile. I had a new outfit laid out and ready to go. It was a red plaid top with a pair of black leggings, I thought it was such a fashion statement. “She isn’t here yet is she?” I asked. “No, not yet. Hurry and get ready so we can go!” “If
