Relief and Gratitude

Today was a rough day. Well it started late last nite actually. A drunk driver hit our van around 11:15PM. I was in a deep sleep and I believe Ed was sleeping too (he denies this, but trust me, if he was awake he would have heard the impact...he's just good like that). Anyway, thankfully our neighbors on both sides witnessed this and one set called right away (that's how I became aware of it) and the other knocked on the door (notifying Ed). I won't bore you with details but I will mention that the driver was drunk, had a child in the van, and had temporary tags (and we never got a license plate). I'm sure this is going to cost lots of money we don't have but am grateful that no one was hurt (especially the child in the drunk drivers van).

This afternoon I had a routine checkup for my 13.5 week appt. My OB could not hear a heartbeat. Ed was in the van w/ sleeping kids so I was by myself. The doc gave me an order for an ultrasound and recommended that I get in some time this week. I've been experiencing some lower left side ovary pain and asked if something was wrong. His response was that we would know more after the ultrasound. I held it together pretty good until I got in the van w/ Ed. Really, I should have just went back in the office and demanded that he send me to the hospital for an ultrasound. After several phone calls, I managed to get an appt in Columbia. I made it there, 10 mins. late, lost my ins card somewhere in the van when I was making the calls to try to get an appt, and my cousin (who was meeting us there from Annapolis) didn't make it in time. So, since the policy is no kids, I went back by myself. It was a very frightening experience that I prayed thru continuously. The tech wouldn't not allow me to look at the screen for a long time. After several mins. she told me she did infact see a heartbeat. She allowed me a brief glimpse, printed me off 2 pics, and proceeded to take the neccesary measurements. I felt that sharp pain again when she measured my left ovary but other than that all is well. I am so thankful that after such a stressful day, I was able to see my 11 week (that's what the baby is measuring) old's tiny heartbeat. When I got out to the van, I was met with the best gift a mommy could ask for, 3 smiling faces waiting to see the first pic of their future brother or sister!!

Ed was very nervous during this time as well. After 9 yrs together and 7.5 yrs of marriage, I can honestly say, I've never seen him so quiet. He made it in as I was getting dressed, so they told him to just wait for me in the lobby. The receptionist must have sensed his discomfort b/c she informed him that there was a heartbeat! I came out of the exam room and was greeting by my smiling hubby first! His smile always makes my day better. Those 3 great kids of mine? They must get that from him.