Consider it a Trial Run

Merry Christmas! Hope everyone had a wonderful day full of love, good food, and laughter. This Christmas was a strange one for Tim and I as we made the decision not to travel as it was too close to our due date. We enjoyed a nice quiet morning, made some breakfast, went to church, opened gifts and then went to the movies (which surprisingly was a packed theater). Tim had been eagerly looking forward to watching the laker game at 2. Unfortunately there was a different plan in store for us and he sadly missed the whole thing. As we left the movie theater is was pouring rain and due to the fact that I can no longer reach my feet I was stupidly wearing flip flops. My hands were full and I was trying to walk quickly to the car. That is when I slipped and fell flat on my tail bone/back in the middle of the road. Cars thankfully stopped for me because I couldn't get up and they must of felt bad. I imagine it looked like one of those youtube videos people later laugh at: a nine month pregnant lady, in the pouring rain, laying in a puddle of water in the middle of the road. Once I got assisted into the car I called my doctor because despite my pain all I cared about was possible damage to the baby. He said that usually unless you fall onto your abdomen the baby is fine, but he recommended we go to the nearest hospital for monitoring. So that we did. It was kinda funny because since I can't walk well I had to go really slow and hold onto Tim and the rail which made everyone at the hospital think I was in labor. That's why I call it our trial run because in just a few short weeks we really will be going to give birth. The hospital had much confusion over whether I was supposed to go to the ER or labor and delivery, but finally they worked everything out and I was wheeled to labor and delivery. The nurse we had was so nice. I hope we get one as nice as her for the real deal. I was hooked up to heart monitor for 2 hours. Great news is baby is still looking great (thank God for amniotic fluid). Bad news is I'm sitting here on the couch alternating ice and heat in hopes that I can soon be mobile again without needing assistance from Tim. Two trial runs today I guess...the first being wheeled into labor and delivery and the second Tim preparing for his life 50 years from now when he has to help me dress, get up and down from the toilet, etc... All in all God is good and our baby is healthy. That's all I care about. I was advised, to check into ER after I was released from labor and delivery to have myself checked out, but I declined. I will be fine, nothing a little time won't cure!