So we had quite an eventful weekend. We were Christmas tree shopping on Saturday and Madeline was running around all over the place. For the most part it was fine and we were all having fun. But then we were looking at a tree close to the street side of the lot. She took off again and when I looked for her, she was
dangerously close to the street and running straight for it. I went into Super Mom mode and tried to run as fast I could for her. However, I ended up falling flat on my face and on my belly! At the time, I wasn't exactly sure what had happened since it happened so quickly. But after recounting it with Andy, I had fallen straight out of my shoes when I tried to run. Now that I can't touch my feet, I'm wearing slip-on, clog-type shoes so my feet had slipped right out them. Fortunately Andy ran and got Madeline and she was okay. Thank god! That girl gave me a heart-attack. However, now I was freakin' out about the baby. When I fell, it was full-frontal. I landed STRAIGHT on my belly and it was a hard fall. Both of my knees were scraped up and bruised, my nose was badly swollen and bruised and I busted my lip.
We went to the hospital immediately. I was a crying, hysterical mess when I was checking in but the nurse was very helpful and got me hooked up to the monitors right away. She knew I was worried about the baby (and I was also still shaken up about Madeline being so close to the busy street). But the baby's heartbeat was doing great and she was moving around just fine. They also checked her out on ultrasound in case, god forbid, things went bad and they had to deliver her. Her estimated weight was a little bit over 4 lbs. and she was measuring right on her due date. Everything looked okay, but the doctor wanted to keep me overnight for a 24-hour observation. It wasn't a comfortable or relaxing stay since I had to be hooked up to the monitors the whole time I was there. I was so glad to come home on Sunday. I was feeling awful all day though. But after a good night of rest at home last night, I'm feeling much better today. I'm still feeling a little beat up and tired, but I'm extremely thankful that both me and the baby are doing okay.
Andy went out by himself yesterday while Madeline and I were napping to go get our Christmas tree. I had no desire to attempt it again. I had enough Christmas tree shopping for one year. The doctor at the hospital suggested we try a tree farm next year where the streets aren't close to the trees. hahaha
Here are some pictures from before the accident.
