6:30pm, my youngest daughter and I settle in to read a book and just chill for the evening. My oldest daughter was at a school fair, so we were going to have some bonding time.

Not so. Approximately 5 minutes into our reading, my wife screamed from upstairs 'Bill, my water just broke!'.

Oh shit!! Already?!? We've just passed 35 weeks.

I rush into the bathroom and get dressed, as does my daughter.

when we get upstairs, mom is on the phone...