Friday the 14th

It's Friday, all is great.  Dressed, ready and going to make Scott and Laura's wedding just on time.  As I head out the door to our garage, I either missed a step or twisted my ankle, but the next thing I knew I was laid out on the garage floor and landed on the baby bump rather hard:-(  The elbows and knees managed to get a good bruising too.  I was crying and yelling for help -- scared to death for what had just happened.  Hugh was ready to rush me to the hospital, but we called the doctor first.  The doctor asked if I had any bleeding or was feeling any contraction-like cramping.  Thanks goodness, the answer was no.  He reassured me that to hurt the baby, I would have to have bruised myself.  He told me I would be sore -- which I was.  Also, he said to be sure I felt regular movements from the baby.  Laying down and drinking cold water might help:-)  Within 15 minutes, I felt lots of motion inside.  Baby Lo was telling me he/she was okay.  Phew!!!  Both Hugh and I were very nervous and scared.  All weekend, the baby has been wiggling around inside -- great sign!!  From here till the due date, I'll never forget to hold handrails very tightly and watch where I'm stepping:-)