I'll start this scary post by telling you that me
and Cohen are okay.
I was outside on Friday afternoon chasing Griffin
on his Big Wheel
when he lost control and was
heading for a nasty embankment. I
foolishly trotted behind him
and snatched his jacket to try to stop him.
He pulled me over and I took a
nasty tumble onto the concrete.
Luckily, I turned my body so
my 29 week pregnant belly
did not take a direct hit.
My poor hand, knee, and elbow absorbed
most of the fall.
I still ended up in the Emergency room
hooked up to fetal monitors all night.
It was scary.
I had contractions that were 3
We weren't sure for a little
while how things were going
to go for me and Cohen.
They gave me a shot that
stopped the contractions and after a night of
I am finally back home.
Sore...bruised...and so relieved
that me and the baby are okay.
I am on bed rest for a
I'm hanging in there and feel
so blessed that Cohen is still in the oven.
Life is so exciting these days.
I'm ready for a nice normal week.