a bad weekend

If nothing else could go wrong, it did on Saturday. Kevin and I were driving on the Florida Turnpike and it was raining. There was a puddle of water so Kevin slowed down, but the car did not react the way we had hoped. We drifted into the guard rail in our lane, Kevin turned the wheel to avoid hitting a mini van that was next to us in the right lane. And when I did this, we hit the guard rail for the last time. We pulled to the side of the road and I was cramping and had pain in my lower back. I was crying because of the baby. We were close to the Ocoee exit, so we drove quickly to the hospital. This is a strong baby and she wants to be in this family, because everything turned out good!