Well, the hustle and bustle of holiday cheer is coming to an end! We are still rejoicing over the fact that our awesome savior, Christ Jesus was born for us! When I think of my pregnancy at this time, I think about Mary carrying the best baby in the world....the Baby that would save us all! What a perfect gift!
The Sunday before Christmas, we woke up to nearly 2 inches of snow. That night after church I was walking around to the back of the car to help a stubborn seatbelt for Anna, and as I stepped up onto a railroad tie (part of our church's landscaping), my feet flew out from under me! I didn't see that it was covered in ice and was slippery! We were loading up into the car to go to Livingston to see a lady at our church that had fallen earlier during our church supper. So we were already on our way to the Livingston hospital anyway. Although I felt okay following the fall, Louis insisted we call the doctor. I have fallen with every pregnancy and I never called the doctor before, but this time we did, well actually had him paged. We were just pulling into the Livingston hospital parking lot when we got a call from the "doctor on call". He said it was "standard procedure" to get monitored after a fall. So on the phone we got, trying to make arrangements for someone to keep the girls for a little while (while in the drive-thru getting Taco Bell at 8:45 p.m.) We finally got in touch with our friends and headed to Cookeville to drop them off and prepared to stay for an hour or so at the ER- since I felt good, and was feeling the baby move.
We got there, around 9:45 or so, and got put into a Labor & Delivery room around 11:00p.m. I got to do all the pre-admission paperwork (for March) as I laid in the hospital bed, which was ironic, considering I was "admitted" already. Once the doctor heard I had fallen on my knee and side, he said that was a good indicator I should be monitored between 12-24 hours (since the fall involved my abdomen). As I laid there, I cramped quite a bit, and baby Adalyn kept moving out of monitoring space, so the nurse had to come and readjust the monitors all night long- meaning I got no sleep! It felt strange to be in there plugged up and to not be in labor awaiting our precious baby's arrival! Luckily, all checked out just fine, but I had to park it on the couch for a few days upon discharge from the hospital- which was easy considering I was so sore. So imagine how crazy Christmas Eve was at the Davis Home as we tried to catch up!!!
