This past week we had a little scare. Ben and I were staying up Big Cottonwood Canyon at a friend's cabin. We were enjoying the company of good friends while having good food. After all the festivities were over we decided to hit the sack. I was so excited to sleep...hello....I'm pregnant. I woke up at 5:00AM with a crazy bad pain in my right side. It was getting worse by the second. I could hardly breath. We decided to get in the car and head to the ER. They checked me in and immediately started running every test they could think of. Everything came back normal other than my white blood cell count. It was crazy high. Meaning there was an infection present. Once they realized I wasn't going to die at the drop of a hat, they checked on the baby. Its funny...I didn't think of myself once. All I wanted to hear was that the baby was okay. After what felt like 10 hours they decided to check on the babe. Once I saw him and his little heart pumping away I could finally breath. He was just hanging out and snoozing with his little legs crossed, the same way his papa sleeps. Seeing our little baby healthy and happy brought a tear to my eye. I have never been so relieved.