Eclipse sale.

I've been helping my sister sell her car recently, and as I sat with her in the parking lot of a Harris Teter for about a half an hour while a man and his daughter took the car for a test drive, I realized something.
Something pretty big.
As we sat there she kept having the random pains and contractions that come with pregnancy, and as I made my way back to the vehicle with the water she had requested-I realized how much work the baby was going to be in the future. I mean there we were two kids selling her dream car, because they had to buy a bigger one to fit the baby, there I was running into the store to get her something to drink, and in the bigger picture these small details that showed that we cared will eventually paramount into the happy life of a little baby boy. I guess what I'm really understanding is how much work and sacrifice my own parents or just parents in general have to make in order to make sure their kids are comfortable. It still blows my mind how young we are though, and how I have these images of my older sister in middle school, as a cheerleader in highs school, as a college freshmen, graduating from grad school, and someone who was always pioneering those new roads at least in life. Now I add this image of her ready to explode, and her always discussing the medical 'jargen' that goes along with it. Though she is about to become a mother in about a month, she'll always have that title of being my 'biggest sister' whether she has the belly or not.