Clutzy

I tried to type all of this last night, but I was just feeling a little too emotional and just downright tired! When I got home from work yesterday, I rushed upstairs to change clothes and grabbed Elvis to out for our evening run. It seems that lately it's getting darker and darker... and often I find myself far from home when it's pitch black out. Normally this wouldn't bother me too much since I feel pretty comfortable in my neighborhood, but I guess it's not a smart idea for me to run in the dark anymore. About half way through my run, a huge chunk of sidewalk jumped up (funny how they do that!) and caused me to fall face forward! Based on the current state of my chin, I would say that the brunt of the damage was done there. Knees and hands are pretty beat up as well though. And of course, I landed flat on my belly. I just sat there, stunned, for I don't know how long. Then I prayed, and then I cried. I was just so worried about the baby that I didn't know what to do or what to think. Elvis was so sweet... he just sat there licking my face (probably liked the taste of my tears)! Finally I got up and headed towards the first house I saw with lights on. A really nice lady let me use her phone to call Katie, who came to pick me up. I was feeling fine physically, and I could feel the baby kicking, so I just sat on the couch and tried to call the doctor instead of rushing to the hospital. The thought of sitting in the ER all night was not appealing at that point. Of course, the doctor's office was closed and their message just instructed you to call the hospital. Anyways, to make a long story short, I'm fine, the baby's fine and when I finally talked to my midwife today, she said I should have come to the hospital but since I'm feeling okay and the baby's kicking, there's no danger. Just for future reference, if anyone is ever in this situation, you should know that you don't have to worry about sitting in the ER... they'll let you just go right on up to labor and delivery to be monitored. While that thought is sort of scary also, I probably would have gone if I had known that. Something about ER's just freaks me out. Probably all of the horror stories my mom used to tell me when she worked in one.

I was really hesitant to post of all this on my blog, by the way, because I thought it would mean that I have to stop running. Does that make sense? I don't want people to think I'm a bad mom because I put my unborn child in harms way, but I think I'll keep running. Not right away of course, because my knees are not doing so hot right now... but maybe next week. I think I definitely need to stick to running in the daylight and from now on I'll carry my cell phone with me. The daylight thing really stinks though because that means that weeknights are out. I leave work so early already (4pm) and it's still dark by time I'm out the door in my running shoes! Fortunately my pilates gym has a treadmill and elliptical, so I think I'll start taking advantage of that. I just have to run. Otherwise I'll feel grumpy and lazy and just blah. The midwife says its okay to keep going... she ran for all 40 weeks... so I just need to be really careful from now on.

In other news, I'm really bummed because I just discovered that my favorite black pea coat that I usually wear from November through March will no longer button all the way!!! Guess I'll have to go buy a maternity version.