Yesterday started out to be a really good day. I was finally getting off of work and I had just pulled out of the business complex when, BAM! Someone rear ends my car. After the inital shock of getting hit really hard, I pulled to the side of the road. The person who hit me pulls over, too. He tries to tell me in his own broken English way, that he will pay for the car but please don't call the cops because either he didn't have a license or he would lose his license. At this point, I could really care less about the car. I told him that I had to call the cops because I was pregnant and I needed to make sure the baby and I are OK. So, what does he do? DRIVES OFF! I was so pissed. All I kept thinking was, Holy Sh*t, I'm about to bring a person into a world where there are people who are so self centered, they leave a pregnant women, whom they just hit, sitting on the side of the road. I tried to get his license plate but he backed out so I couldn't. The cops, the fire department and the ambulance all came. I was slightly embarrassed.
Anyway, the baby is fine. I am fine, very sore, but fine. Oh, did I mention the baby is OK? I did, OK, good. I just wanted to make sure since everyone seems to overlook the fact that I was also in the accident and prevented the baby from getting hurt. But, I guess that is my life now. It's all about her!
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