Karen, I'm so glad everything turned out ok with the accident. I know what you mean..about the self flagellation after an accident. I've had a few in my lifetime (cough), many of them my fault. I'm not necessarily a bad driver--that is, people are not scared to drive with me, H included--but I still seem to get in my fair share of em. Anyway, each time I am besieged with guilt so I can relate with what you are going through. Hang in there and all those other tired cliches and it will ride itself out. Truly, I am just so happy that the babies and you are okay..here comes another trite saying, but it really IS only a car! Yeah yeah, I hear ya...an expensive car..blah blah. But think of the alternative and a smashed up pile of wasted money is pretty attractive right.
Now. I'm going to ban you from these types of thoughts: H is so wonderful to take care of me that I am a heartless bitch for complaining about lack of sex.
Just because the former is true (you really do have an oustanding guy) doesn't mean that the latter is true as well. You can have both a caring, loving guy AND a guy who is willing to direct his sexual energies towards your M. Sure, maybe now--or the days immediately following the accident--is not the time to bring up his failings but that doesn't mean that you can't ever say anything.
My best friend just had a baby boy 2 weeks ago and I am totally enchanted by him. Can't wait for you to have your little fella in your arms. Try not to do what I did and leave the board hanging. I had plans to write and say "hey folks I'm in labor" but I went into labor on a Sunday morning and we ended up going out as a family and dropping kids off at babysitter, going to an Oktoberfest gathering (hey it sounded like a good idea at the time), etc, so I did not have any quiet time in which to hop on the puter and inform everyone of the fact that babypot was on the way. Man did I get blasted when I got back! So at that first twinge of labor, I highly suggest you let us all know or you will pay dearly.
