Noah's Busy Day

On Wednesday I woke up to B crying. Despite being pregnant B doesn't cry much and never before 9am, so I rolled over to see what was the deal.
Apparently B was plugging in our washing machine and slipped and slid her finger onto the plug as she was plugging it in. The results were painful.

*Before I go on, I want to point out two things. One, this was a fluke thing that you would have to try really hard to do. We may live overseas, but we do not have live electrical wires just lying around our house. Two, we are on a 220V system here, so all you pansies in the States with your little 110V shocks need to realize that 220V hurts twice as much!

Anyways, B had electrocuted herself. It burned her finger underneath her wedding ring. It was a pretty bad shock. She was okay, but had a headache and was nauseous.

We then began freaking out about Noah, so we called the doctor and rushed to the hospital. Come to find out everything was fine. Praise the LORD. Noah was doing just fine, his was a little more twitchy than normal and his hair stood out a little straighter on the sonogram, but he was fine.


So in Noah's Book of Firsts it now reads:

Minus 6 Weeks Old: I survived being electrocuted.


Not bad for a little guy his age, but apparently electrocution does a number on the wee ones, because on the way home B tells me that he had the hiccups for the first time.

So in Noah's book of firsts it now reads:

Minus 6 Weeks Old: I survived being electrocuted...

and it gave me the hiccups.