What a week it has been! It started out great as Brandon and I celebrated our 2nd Anniversary on Monday. We had a wonderful day and had lots of fun things planned for this week, but that all changed Tuesday (the 23rd) as I was headed home from work to get ready for our maternity pictures we were going to be taking that night.
I was not even 30 seconds away from my home, and was stopped at a 4 way stop getting ready to turn left. A truck towing a huge trailer pulled up to my left about the same time and was turning right. We were the only two cars at the intersection so after I stopped, I started to turn left. Behind the truck was a very impatient driver, so when the truck went to turn right he swerved around him, not knowing it was a 4 way stop, and flew through the intersection. I was already turning left though when he did this and there was nothing either of us could have done to avoid him hitting into me. When I saw him coming towards me, even though I only had a split second to think, my first thought was “hey I’m already going, you should stop.” And then proceed to hurry and turn through the intersection, but the spirit told me to stop and slam on my brakes. So that is exactly what I did. This made it so he hit into my driver’s side wheel and side bumper, instead of my door. I know Heavenly Father was watching out for me and baby during that moment and kept us safe. Even though it still caused damage to the car, and hurt me a bit, I know it could have been much worse if he would have hit right into my door going as fast as he was.
I was so overwhelmed and shaken up right after it happened and I just started to cry. I couldn’t stop crying and didn’t even know what to do I was so emotional. So many people stopped to help and make sure I was okay and help comfort me until my mom and Brandon were able to get there. I am so grateful for those people that stopped and helped. Some knew me and some didn’t, but they were all so kind and caring and it really helped me to calm down a bit after such a traumatic experience.
I gave both my mom and Brandon heart attacks though when I called hysterical and the only words I could get out were that I had been in an accident! Since it happened so close to mine and my parents house, my mom was able to be there in a matter of seconds and I couldn’t be more grateful to her. She got me sat down in her car with the air conditioning on and helped me start relaxing until Brandon could get there. He was so sweet and caring with me and let me just sit in the car and cry while he got all of my information together and talked to the other driver. At first I was really upset at the other driver and didn’t even want to talk to him. We were just about to sell my car which was in GREAT condition and now was smashed, I wasn’t going to make it to my maternity pictures that I had everything ready and planned out for, and I am pregnant so a crash like that could cause serious damage to me and the baby! I was mostly just so worried that something happened to baby during the crash. I couldn’t feel him moving at first so that made everything worse and I just wanted to scream at the kid for hurting my baby! He got out of his car though looking just as shaken up as I was and crying probably just as hard too. He just kept saying “I am so sorry. I am so sorry. Are you okay? I am so sorry.” My mom found out that he had just had a baby and he couldn’t imagine if anything happened to my baby because of him. As I sat in my moms car and saw him sitting in his just crying I wasn’t upset anymore. I know my heavenly father was watching out for me and baby and protected us, so he wouldn’t want me to be angry with this kid. I got out and told him that it was okay and I didn’t want him to be sad or upset and that everything would be okay. I felt so much more at peace after that and was able to just focus on baby instead of my anger towards this kid.
When the police officer got there he called the paramedics to check on me because I am pregnant and they wanted to make sure everything was okay with me and baby. After they did a few things they said there were no immediate signs of danger to me or baby, but suggested I go to the hospital to get checked and monitored. My sweet mother drove me there while Brandon stayed to handle everything with the police officer. I was so glad that they let me go instead of having to wait for all the paperwork to be done.
When we got to the hospital I started having pretty painful contractions. After I was checked in and hooked up to monitors they found I was having contractions 2 minutes apart and had dilated a half a centimeter. They gave me medicine to help stop the contractions and decided to keep me over night to monitor me more and see if the contractions continued. They said baby looked amazing and healthy though so that was a good sign. The first dose of medicine didn’t really help my contractions too much and after a few hours they started coming 2 minutes apart again. My nurse said that after a traumatic experience like this, contractions can be expected sometimes so I shouldn’t be too worried. (but really it’s hard not to worry!!) It is very comforting to know that baby is alright and that he would be okay right now if he was born. He would be in the NICU for quite a while I know, but he would be okay. Around 2:30 am they gave me another dose of medicine to stop the contractions and this time it worked much better.
I did not get ANY sleep that night though. The hospital bed was SO uncomfortable, I had all these monitors on my belly, I hadn’t eaten hardly anything since lunch (so I was starving), and I had to go to the bathroom every 20 minutes. That was a whole big process too! I had to unplug all the monitors, unplug my blood pressure cuff, have Brandon help me out of bed and to the bathroom, and then I had to plug everything back in and get back in bed and try to get comfortable again. Not to mention if we didn’t plug something in right the monitors would beep at us until someone came to fix it. It was just terrible! Poor Brandon didn’t have it any better either. His bed was a couch and I took all the pillows to try and get comfy so he had nothing. He was hardly asleep at all though because every time I would move or make a noise he would be up making sure I was okay. I tried to let him sleep as much as possible, but around 6:00 am and having only slept a total of 20 minutes all night, I had to have him get me something to eat because I was starving and so sick. He brought me a few things and asked how I had been sleeping and I told him I hadn’t at all. He said it was because he wasn’t there next me which is kind of a joke we have. I always have a hard time sleeping if Brandon isn’t there next to me. Even if I’m just taking a sunday nap and he’s watching tv in the living room I have to have him come lay by me until I fall asleep or I cannot fall asleep!! Poor guy never gets a break from me! haha After he said that I laughed and told him he was probably right, so he sat down on this hard, uncomfortable chair next to my bed and held my hand and put his arm around me and told me I could get some sleep now. I literally feel asleep within minutes and sweet brandon stayed like that for half an hour while his arms fell asleep and he was in an extremely uncomfortable position. This made me appreciate him even more and fall in love 100x more than I ever thought possible. He is so selfless and cares about me so much it amazed me and brought me to tears that he would do that for me, just so I could get a half hour of rest.
My good sleep was short lived though because my doctor came in not too long after to see how I was doing. The first thing he said was “How many more things can go wrong with you this pregnancy?!” HA! With this and my gallstones I am hoping not much more can! He said everything looked good though and the medicine helped my contractions to slow down so I could go home. I couldn’t have been happier! All I wanted to do was lay in my own bed and sleep. He told me to take it easy and rest and thing should get better. I’ve only had about three contractions since getting home yesterday and they weren’t too bad at all so I would say things are looking up. I am still extremely tired and sore, but I am glad to be home and know my baby is okay.
I have been so overwhelmed with the outpouring of love everyone has shown me over the past few days. I have received so many calls and texts saying people are praying for baby and me and asking how they can help and what they can do. I am so blessed to have such wonderful people in my life who care for my little family so much! So thank you again to everyone who has shown their love to me in any way. It means more than any of you will ever know! I love you all!