16-6-2009 - Scariest Moment of My Life!!!

My mood while writing this blog: Blessed beyond words and Sad It Wasn\'t Me

Got up on Sunday morning with a lot on my mind, mainly nervous about baby so my mind is racing and the usual relationship stress. Sometimes you feel the honeymoon part is definitely over and you wonder what happened. Either way, me and my daughter get ready and go to church. We're both excited because she has her 1 line solo and she also got her hair pressed for the first time. She looked so cute with all her shirley temple curls : ). Had a beautiful time in church because it was Children's Day. Their day to sing as the choir and take part in all the activities. Weird but I was extra proud of my baby girl, and I noticed myself stealing glances as if she wasn't mine. I thought it was all my raging hormones that made me cry at every song they sang.

So after church, I drop my aunt and my lil cousin off at my grandmother's house and continue home. As I'm driving I'm thinking about what will we do on this beautiful sunny day. No rain or anything like expected. We're not hungry or tired just feeling great. I have a green light and we're approaching the intersection 2 cars turn left but the 3rd car, a van stops. I have the green now and he yields. I am crossing the intersection and he guns it out of no where!! BAMMM!!! It was actually like in the movies. You don't hear anything until 5 seconds later and everything goes in slow motion. I didn't even have time to honk my horn. I think I began to step on the brakes but it was still too late. All the airbags deploy and I'm shocked. My 7 year old is screaming "Mommy" from the back seat and that brings me back. I turn around and she is gushing blood from her mouth. At that moment I break out of my daze and go into the back with her. Her front permanent tooth that just came in is hanging from the root. At least 2 inches!! She's calm, no tears but I'm screaming. A lot of people come around the car and they start yelling and dialing 911 for me. I'm so confused and shaken up. I grab my baby, my bag and now the car is making a noise. I turn it off and jump out.

Everyone assuring me it will be ok and to calm down for my daughter and the baby inside. Fire trucks, ambulances and police arrive in a matter of minutes and rush us to the hospital. I worry about her first then get myself checked out. My sister arrived on the scene and my aunt and uncle meet us at the E.R. He's an RN there so he goes while they take my daughter to dental after her initial trauma look over. She doesn't have any visible signs of head, neck or body trauma except for her mouth, thank God but I am still hysterical. She goes to dental with my uncle and now I'm assessed. I have a terrible bruise from the seatbelt across my belly and bruised my right breast as well. Other than that my fingers tingle and my right arm is bruised up. I think that was from the airbag.

My daughter is patched up as much as possible for the moment. They were able to put the tooth back in and stitched her gums up so now her lip is swollen like a duck and she's in a lot of pain. My heart drops every time I look at her face and the accident replays in my head over and over. I just cry when I'm by myself and try not to in front of her but I tear up. My bf hates to see people cry but I try and when I do I don't care. That's my baby girl, Why couldn't it be me. No parent wants to see their child suffer.

Me and baby stayed over night and I'm glad to say no contractions, no placenta abruption, no bleeding. Baby boy is jumping and moving a lot and he has plenty of fluid around him. I have an anterior placenta so I don't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing because he was more cushioned but then would that make me more succeptible for placental abruption? But either way God was riding with us and I have to keep telling myself that I definitely know it could've been worse.

I resting at home and baby is still kicking and bouncing. My daughter is still in immense pain but fights the pain and she's stronger than I could ever be. Please pray for her and the baby. And thanks for reading this long blog. We both go to the drs tomorrow and she gets her stitches out next week and I'm taking her to her private dentist next Thursday. She loves school and wants to be there and she is not used to the condition of her face.

I'll update you soon.

Live.Laugh.Love.