Such an emotional day

Long Post!!::: Today was a normal day- you know considering I’m 39 weeks pregnant so I don’t know how normal it really was. Started off the day of course thinking, well shit I didnt go into labor last night 😆 so went to work for a little bit, came home and put my son down for his nap, ate some lunch then decided to go on the treadmill cuz I’m ready for this baby to come out. Only did a mile of somewhat fast walking before I was like screw this lol. Went upstairs watched some birth stories, waited for my husband to call ( back story- his phone took a shit yesterday and he works half an hour away so without his cell phone said he would call on his breaks etc to make sure I wasn’t going into labor and just check up on me) we had a quick phone call. My son woke up and I fed him then we were going to go meet up with my husbands aunt who has an old iPhone that we could buy from her for my husband to use. Well...I am having my son practice walking out to the car without me holding him since I’ll be having a baby any day......you guys I shut his pinky finger in the door!!!!! When I opened it the last digit of his pinky was just hanging there basically 😭😭😭😭😭 omg I grab him and we sit on the floor and my mind is racing I want to cry but I don’t want him to freak out more cuz he’s crying and there’s blood and I just push it kind of back in place and hold pressure on it but 😭😭😭 I’m trying to think logically I don’t think I should call an ambulance so I call my mom- she declined it and texts me immediately saying call you back soon I text back No!!! And call her again. I have her on speaker saying Cason’s hurt please come get us now! And she says I’m coming now. It feels like sooooo much time is passing- I try to call my husbands work and it goes to his supervisors voicemail- I leave a quick message which he probably can’t hear over my sons crying. My mom shows up and we jump in the front seat to go to the ER and I’m just holding my sons finger and applying pressure. We get to the ER and the receptionist just looks at me (huge pregnant holding a 21 month old that’s bawling and we both have blood on us) and she just kind of looks at us and I want to throat punch her when she goes and talks to some other lady standing by the counter- thankfully the lady said umm you can help them. Then the receptionist says do you need the ER? Ummm yeah I need a fucking doctor...she tells me to go down the left hallway- like I was suppose to know or some shit. Go there and no ones there....a lady looks through a window in the door at me and I just want to yell can I get some help?! She opens the door and asks if we are there for ER... uh yeah! So they bring us to a room and a doctor comes in and they ask how it happened and the doctor says let me go grab my phone so I can take pictures 😳 I want to freak out. He comes back takes pics and idk it’s kind of a blur what happened but basically they took X-rays and had to retake one they decided there’s no break so that’s good then he sends video and pics of my sons finger to a hand surgeon in the nearby town to see what he recommends doing. They ended up cleaning it up and using some tape like stuff to try and pull it back together and put a big bandage on it so he will leave it alone and keep it in place- you guys he was such a trooper- he cried off and on- mostly when he would see his finger or if they were doing something with it but he didn’t fight them or try pulling away he was so strong it made me so proud 💙 😭 oh yeah- side note- I was worried my husband would get the message from his supervisor and well I had my mom call his work and they said he left and went home- so I’m thinking oh great he thinks I’m in labor- we don’t doctor at this hospital, will he go home? So my stepdad goes and puts notes on both our doors so he would know to go to Er and not for me...then I had his sister go to our house to catch him as well for if he went home...so he got to the ER just before they started cleaning his finger up and doing all that- turns out he never got the message he was just off of work at that time and heading home... anyways so tomorrow morning we have to call the hand surgeon and go visit him to see if my son needs surgery (mainly for the nail bed because it’s basically detached) or not. At this point I soooo hope he doesn’t need it AND now I’m almost worried about going into labor tonight just because of the stress. Oh- to make things a little more awesome- we got the old iPhone from the aunt and went to activate it and it’s too old Verizon doesn’t support it anymore so we have to get a new one which I’m just waiting until tomorrow to go do. Soooo if anyone would like to say some prayers for our little family that would be great! Hoping the best for tomorrow! A picture of my little guy and I because he’s such a trooper and I hope he gets a good nights sleep tonight 💙 I’m going to go cry myself to sleep now as I feel so horrible about what happened and pregnancy hormones aren’t helping