So I got up yesterday like any other day and headed to the shower. I washed, then, I fell. Don't know how it happened but it did. I got up, dried off, and got dressed. I felt fine, Good thing. Then I called my mom. She said I'd be fine but should call the dr. I thought I'd be fine, but I called the dr. They said to go to the hospital. Not fine. Turns out, I'm fine. For 6 grueling hours they kept me there to make sure the baby was okay and that nothing serious was going to come of this. 6 LONG hours strapped to a machine that kept making the nurses come running because this child wouldn't sit still. I am so grateful that he is okay. There are no problems and nothing further to worry about. Should have taken mom's advice instead of the dr's. Turns out I'M FINE!

On another note.....I'm missing Averi like crazy. I am trying not to be the crazy neurotic mom I want to be and continue to pester my mom into letting me talk to Averi. I sit patiently and wait for them to call me but I hate being this far away from her. Of course Averi doesn't care that I'm not around. She calls for dad as soon as the webcam lights up and then proceeds to run around out of view of the camera. She is so full of energy and having such a great time on the coast that she may not want to come home to boring old mom.