The Day that Didn't Stink

Today had the potential to leave me crying in the dirt. It truly did. But somehow I find myself in a fantastic mood as I sit to write this post.


Here's how it went:

A 90 minute wait at the OB/Gyn for a 30 second check up to hear my baby's heartbeat.

My midwife telling me that my HMO had no records of my medical care or pregnancy before January 2007.

Because of this computer error, my due date of March 31st as determined by a November ultrasound they no longer have record of was irrelevant. She insisted I still have two weeks left of this pregnancy before induction is necessary.

The induction is scheduled for Friday the 13th.

On the drive home, a four car pile-up created a ten mile stretch of stop-and-go traffic which I winced through while having heavy contractions.


But here's the part where all the pain went away:

I had barely passed the accident and was primed to kill when the song came on the radio. "Going the Distance" by Cake. As an Easter miracle, all the frustration I was feeling instantly turned to rapture and I turned the volume up full blast to listen to my all-time favorite song. I was waving every limb, playing dashboard bongos and singing at the top of my lungs like any insane, five days overdue woman would do. My performance must have been exceptional because a silver truck stuffed with Latino thugs pulled up beside me on the highway and kept pace for the entire song as they gawked at my bold imitation of an epileptic.

Man, I love that song.