Three P's in a Pod: Happier News!

Amazingly, Chris and I aren't feeling too much worse than we felt yesterday. I was dreading waking up this morning and feeling like...well, like a truck had plowed into us.

Just to elaborate a little more from what Chris said, we were at a red light close to our house. When the light turned green, I started pulling out to turn. All I remember hearing was Chris saying "I don't think that...". I turned and saw that there was a car stopped in one lane on the cross-street, and a huge Dodge in the next lane (the one furthest from us) that was not slowing down. Because I hadn't taken off quickly, I was able to slam on the brakes and we came to a complete stop before we were even in the path of the truck.

When the truck saw us though, he slammed on his breaks and turned his wheel...right into my driver's door. By that time there was nothing to do but sit there and wait for him to hit us. I braced myself on the steering wheel, and turned my head back facing forward and closed my eyes. I have never been in a wreck before, so it was really weird- kind of like an out of body experience.

I remember hearing his tires, but I don't remember the sound of the impact. When it was over the only thing that I could think about was getting out of the car in case it caught on fire (one of my childhood fears of cars being in a wreck and then exploding). I even turned the car off because I thought that would help. Then I told Chris to get out so that I could climb over the seat and we could escape before the impending explosion....

Of course the car didn't catch on fire. Luckily, someone else was paying attention because I didn't even look when I jumped out of the car and ran across the road to the curb.

There was glass everywhere...even in Chris's house shoes that I had thrown on before heading out the door (my parents were asleep in our room and I didn't want to wake them up to get my shoes....they didn't know that we had gone to get breakfast).

Chris called 911 and requested that an ambulance come for me because of the baby. They were there in what seemed like seconds later and were very nice. I just about lost it in the ambulance, but I was able to keep it together while calling my dad to tell him that we had another wreck in my mom's new car and while talking with the police and paramedics. Then my mom came to pick us up in my car and clean out her car since it wasn't drivable.

When we got back to the house we called my OBGYN and they said to go directly to Labor and Delivery (So, here is the first "bright-side" moment: we have become very acquainted with Norman Regional, where all of the baby action will happen in January).

I got in very quickly and soon they were monitoring L'il P. I was so relieved when we heard the heartbeat and heard that he was kicking like crazy still. Now is the second "bright-side" moment: Chris got to feel his son kick for the first time! While the nurse was tying down the heart monitor, she felt one of L'il P's kicks and looked at me and smiled. She told me that she had felt it and I said "Awww, that is sad because my husband hasn't been able to feel him kick yet." Wasting no time, she told Chris to get over there and hold the monitor. He got to feel some pretty powerful kicks before all was said and done.

After they released me from Labor and Delivery, we (Me, Chris and my parents) made our way to the Emergency Room to have both of us checked out for lower back pain. Chris was taken out of the waiting room first and I was taken to another room for more critical injuries (I am guessing because I was 5 1/2 months pregnant). Everyone was super wonderful, from the doctor, the nurse that did all my blood work, and the technician that came to give me a sonogram. "Bright-side" moment number 3: We got to see L'il P again! The tech was amazing and took a long, good look at my uterus to make sure that it wasn't torn and then proceeded to confirm our little boy's manhood, along with other measurements and explanations.

About 5 long hours later and another trip upstairs to Labor and Delivery, we were released to come home! We know that we were being watched over and that we are very lucky.

If you had made it this far in the post, thanks for acknowledging me. I am very wordy…much more so than Chris; writing is therapeutic for me! Thank you for all of the e-mails, calls and prayers. We are very cognizant of how just how blessed we are to have people like you guys in our lives! Mostly, I am thankful for my awesome God who protected all 4 of us: me, Chris, the baby and the other driver. I am also thankful for my husband who is my rock. It is such a relief to have someone in your life that you can go to and let your guard down. I can tell him exactly what I am feeling and how scared I am, and he is always there. I am so glad that I married him and more in awe every day that he chose me to call his wife.

On to other happier news:

In true game day spirit, we suited up the pups in their Sooner gear earlier this week...
Don't they make your heart just melt???

Here we are at Big Red Rally. Chris and I are all about checking out everything that OU has to offer us our last year here. We have season tickets and plan to go to everything that we can so that we have no regrets when we leave Norman in a year...

We met up with Darcy!!! I know what you are thinking...that was totally Chris's Coke Zero in my hand...I promise that I only had a few sips of caffeine!

Here we are at the first game of the season...in the student section.

A word of advice: Get there early if you are going to be sitting in the student section.

Because we were not early to the game we ended up cutting our losses in the student seating and packed onto the ramp. We had a much better view, could feel a breeze, and there weren't as many people that hadn't bathed in the last week...