Baby Girl is a TOUGH cookie... like her MaMa.

Sunday night I was driving home for a lovely dinner with Jenn, Kelly & Daisy. I called my friend Taylor to check in and see how the rest of her weekend played out and to see if she had caught any new Law & Order SVU episodes. Yes, we LOVEEE that show. The last thing I remember was laughing with her about our favorite character Ice-T and his “little braid,” then BAM! I was hit by a car. Hard. A car had run a red light at an intersection and T-Boned me at 40-45 mph. I was forced into the other lane slamming into another car head on.

I sat there in shock until the paramedics arrived. All I could think about was the baby. The other driver came up to me to see if I was alright and I told him I was pregnant and needed to be checked out. I couldn’t even open my car door at first from the impact. Poor Taylor was still on the phone calling out my name. She was my little angel that night. She rushed to the scene to be with me, knowing I was scared out of my mind. I cannot imagine how frightening it was for her to hear the accident happen and not know what was going on.

Right before Taylor got to the scene the paramedics arrived. As they asked me a bunch of questions, I was still sitting in my car in complete shock. Then I realized I went to high school with the paramedic crew chief. A huge blessing. Having familiar faces around definitely kept me calm. My mom couldn’t be reached since she was in a movie. Taylor was amazing and followed the ambulance to Presbyterian where they examined me and made sure me and baby tot were ok. They decided to keep me over night to monitor the baby and checked me into the Women’s Center. Taylor sat by my side like a true blue while they got me settled in. She held my hand through the uncertainty and the tears. Finally, we got in touch with my mom. Then my dad. I am sure it scared the heck out of them too.

For the first time in my life I felt like I could appreciate how scared they must have felt. For the first time, I caught of glimpse of what it feels like to want only to protect your child. I could relate as soon as that car hit me, my first thought was my daughter and her well being. I would do anything in this world to keep her safe and when that is compromised it can be downright terrifying.

After a long uncomfortable 24 hours I was discharged. Everything looked just fine for me and baby girl. My mom stayed by my side the whole time and slept in what looked like the world’s most uncomfortable recliner. She held my hand when they continued to stick me with needles and take countless amounts of blood. I seriously felt like a pin cushion.

The one other scary thing we did find out (that was not related to the accident) was after meeting with one of the specialist. I had an ultra sound and found out that the umbilical cord is now covering my cervix. That isn’t ideal to say the least. The blessing of this is that I saw this specialist and wouldn’t have if I hadn’t been in the accident. He said there was a 50/50 chance of this correcting itself. If not, I will be having a c-section as 37 weeks. That is almost 10 weeks people. And baby girl will be here.

I will know at 34 weeks for sure what the game plan is. Until then… please lift up a prayer of THANKS for safety and health, baby girl, family, & friends. My heart sure is GRATEFUL for all the above.