Scary Day!

     Thursday, September 19th, 2013 was a day not unlike the rest of the week days.  It started off as normal as can be.  I woke up, fed the dogs their breakfast, got in the shower, got dressed, headed to work, and arrived about 15 minutes early (per usual).  I drank my cup of hot decaf Lipton tea with honey and started to go through my emails.  My best friend, Jenna, text me, we were having a casual morning conversation, which we usually do to check in on each other.  Both of us are pregnant and we are constantly asking how each of us are feeling that day.  After drinking my tea, it's only normal, I had to pee!  So I went to the bathroom and there it was again...blood.  My stomach sank.  This blood was no where near what happened when I was 5 weeks pregnant.  This blood was brown (meaning old blood) and it hadn't even filled the panty liner, yet it was enough to scare me into calling the doctor.  I left a message with a sweet nurse who said she would call me back after speaking with the doctor.  In the mean time I'm texting Jenna to see if she would be concerned if she had the same type of spotting.  I didn't get a response right away, which is unlike her.  The next thing I know, she texts me a horrifying picture of her car on its roof with a message letting me know she's been in an accident and is on her way to the hospital.  Let's not forget, she's 29 weeks pregnant!!!  I felt my heart rise in my throat.  I felt so helpless.  My first thought was "Oh my GOD, COLE!!!"  Cole is her 2 1/2 year old son, my Godson.  Thank God he was not in the car, she had just dropped him off at daycare.  My second thought was "Oh my GOD, TESSA!" her unborn baby.  Hysterically I'm texting her, "are you okay??!!"...knowing she has to be if she was able to at least text me she was in the accident.  However, my mind just wanders sometimes and after seeing that picture, I thought the worst.  I called her mom and she was with Jenna, she reassured me that Cole was not in the car and that Jenna, although pretty banged up, is doing okay, the concern is for her baby.  After getting off the phone, I began to pray.
     It felt like hours had gone by until I heard the wonderful news that Tessa had a good strong heart beat and that both mama and baby are hanging in there and doing okay.  What a relief.  I knew then physically they were okay, but I could only imagine what toll this took on Jenna emotionally and mentally.  A day later and she's barely slept because when she closes her eyes she hears glass breaking and sees a car coming straight towards her.  Going through anything traumatic like that haunts you for a long time...but it will eventually fade and I hope sooner than later.  It's like reliving a nightmare every time you try to close your eyes.  I wish I could take that away from her, I know how awful that feeling is.
     Finally the doctor called me back!  By this time, I had stopped spotting, but they wanted me to come in for an ultrasound anyway to be safe.  Well it was a great ending to a pretty scary day!  I got to see my baby, he/she is measuring at exactly where they are supposed to be (at the time 11 weeks and 5 days) and had a strong heart beat at 138 beats per minute.  The coolest thing was I saw my baby move!!! It was INCREDIBLE!  He/she must have been sleeping, it looked like we startled the poor thing, they jumped with their arms and legs flailing in the air...it was SO CUTE I can't even describe it.  I left that appointment on cloud nine...what an amazing gift.  Glory to God!