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About a month ago, my nephew was getting baptized and I was his godmother. My sister was also a godmother, but she was not going to be present because she was in the hospital with her new baby. Church started at 9am and the baptism happens right in the beginning of the service. I wake up at 8:47am frantic. How could this happen?! Oh yeah... I turned my alarm off and decided I could just rest my eyes for a litttllle whillllle...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. So I rush to get ready, I'm going 80mph on the 60, then the 101. Luckily there were no cops, or accidents for that matter. I get a call from my mom at 8:58am wondering where I am, I say I'm almost there and I start tearing up. My mom says, "just get here, you're okay, just park on the side when you arrive and worry about parking it later." I arrive and there are people just arriving giving me crazy looks because I just parked wherever I felt like and went running into the church. I explain to the greeter that I'll park it later, after he looked at me confused. Then the guy handing out the bulletins tried to hand me one, but I said "no time!". When I looked in the church, there my brother was with his wife and son, and my parents (they were filling in 'cause I wasn't there). I walked down the aisle, took Noah from my dad, and my brother comforted me and said I didn't miss it. I got to hold Noah while he got baptized! Mind you, he was screaming his head off, but it was still great. I went back outside to repark the car and then went back in. I teared up the whole service because I felt so bad for being late. It was so irresponsible of me on such an important day. I know it might not seem that big of a deal to other people, but to me it was an honor and I felt I let Noah down (not that he would know or remember). But everything turned out fine and I didn't miss it. In fact, both my parents and sister gave me props for having the fortitude (word my mom used) to walk down the aisle and perform in the baptism instead of shying away in the back and saying "oh well". So that made be feel good. I tell you what though, when I was asked to be the godmother of my sister's baby, I was there at least fifteen minutes early (although I planned on being a half hour early, but nevermind that).