In our house we got my mom in laws cats. (She's moving out and took them out already)

We have a curtain as a door for one, and one of the cats were hiding under it. Me not realizing I accidentally stepped on the cat.

I freaked out and ended up falling forward onto my belly and hitting my head on the corner of the bed.

Laying in the floor knocked out, my fiancé picked me up as quick as he could and threw me onto the bed (kinda fell with me)

I wake up on my back on the bed, instantly sobbing, my head is killing me and my husband has the baby Doppler out in a panic trying to find the babies heartbeat. (Thank god I bought it)

He finds the heartbeat and the baby is just moving away.

(Went to the doctor to get checked after)

Baby is fine.

A week later my husband noticed a bald spot on my head..

I was upset as hell.

He asked me

"Do you want me to put mascara on it? Or spray paint it?"

I fucking love you.