Then came the hills

My girlfriend had taught me basic driving and I felt confident that I could handle it. I felt I only needed the car during my OB appointments. So there I was driving my first time to downtown San Diego. I didn't feel confident enough to drive on the freeway so I took the side streets. Everything was great until I got to downtown. San diego has two things downtown, one way streets and hills. I was trying to run yellow lights just for the hope to not be at a red light. Every time I did stop I felt like the car behind me was always too close and that I was going to rear end him with my car. Every take off felt like I slid downhill about 5 feet. I started to over compensate by gunning the engine. This was becoming a disaster. When I finally got to the doctors office which is up at the top of a hill. I was done.

I went to my appointment where everything was fine, I was on track to deliver sometime in April. The babies heartbeat was strong and my blood pressure was healthy. When I finished with the appointment I called him and told him how it went then I said "come get me and drive the car home cause I refuse to". Especially because it was about to be traffic hour in  San Diego. I waited for him and as the knight in shining armor that he was he came and drove me home.