Yesterday I gave blood for the first time ever. And I must say it was not nearly as scary as I thought and I didn't even pass out like I was worried about! Yay! After that we ran a few errands and came home to relax on Patrick's day off.
We were sitting around watching Big Brother After Dark, while Aiden played a couple of games on the computer when suddenly I feel myself shaking. I look at Patrick and can tell by the look on his face that he's feeling the same thing. I remembered that when we were leaving to give blood I saw the men working on the train track which literally runs about 40 ft or so (I'm horrible at measurements!) in front of our house. So I think maybe that's what it is.
I look out of the front window and see the truck in the driveway rocking back and forth and then it hit me...EARTHQUAKE!!!! WHAT?!?!?! Don't I live in Delaware? That doesn't happen here!!! I turned around and saw the blinds and chandelier swaying back and forth. Yikes!
What do I do? I remembered that somewhere I heard stand in the door frame or door way?? Is that right? And is that for a earthquake, tornado, hurricane?? I don't know! I live in Delaware! So I grabbed Aiden and went to a door framed area. Emma was napping but Patrick and I have a tiny problem with panicking in this scary situation so he ran up and grabbed her and came to where Aiden and I were. Now what? I asked Patrick if we should go outside? By this time it was over. We were quaking for maybe 30-45 seconds or so, but I promise it felt a lot longer.
I now know that I will never be moving to California! My nerves are not cut out for the ground shaking uncontrollably under my feet!!!
I hope everyone in VA (the epicenter of the earthquake) is okay! My thoughts go out to them.
Do you think this is something I could write in the kids baby books? There's got to be a place for "Baby's First Natural Disaster", right?
Let's hope that's an experience I never have again!!