Thrift stores always seem to get me into trouble. I have a hard time staying away from them. Yesterday I was feeling a little anxious and just had to get out of the house … so off I went on a DI adventure in hopes of finding something awesome … but all I got from this DI adventure was this …
Yes. A lovely hospital ID bracelet. Pretty far from awesome.
No, I didn’t go into labor unfortunately.
Long story short … I was stopped at a light, the light turned green, traffic wasn’t moving but that didn’t stop the lady behind me and BAM. Apparently green only meant “go” to her, regardless of what traffic was doing. Everyone kinda freaked out when a very ripe 39 week pregnant lady got out of the car. They insisted that medics be called … so we had the ambulance and the fire truck come to my rescue, sirens and all. Slightly embarrassing. I called my OBGYN and she wanted me to come into the hospital so the baby could be monitored. So that’s what we did.
Love those hospital potato sack gowns … nothing makes me feel prettier.
We were hooked up to the monitor for 5 hours … but it was kinda nice to be able to hear our little girl’s heart for that long and know that she was alright. I just hope the crash didn’t scare her bad enough that she will now be prolonging her arrival …
Mitchell decided he better test out his hospital bed since we plan on being back here in about a week or so.
His conclusion: “No deal on the hospital bed”
We enjoyed a very lovely gourmet dinner together. You would think hospitals would be trying to promote healthy foods … nope. Greasy grilled cheese with a side of fries. Nice.
Mitchell was so great … and so I rewarded him with my pudding pie.
The damage: nothing too bad. Just an ugly car.
We are incredibly grateful and blessings have been counted:
- the baby is good and my placenta wasn’t hurt in any way.
- the car is totally drivable
- the accident wasn’t my fault therefore our insurance rates won’t be on the rise
Hopefully the next time we post any hospital pictures, they will be of Mitchell and I holding a baby.