Free Falling

In a world full of news of calamity, disaster, and death, it is nice to hear about freakish survival once in a while. Here is such a tale.

I heard this story on the radio yesterday. This woman, a 21-year-old, was skydiving solo for the first time when her parachute failed. Her training kicked in, and she cut away her primary chute to allow her reserve to deploy. This, too, failed. She then proceeded to plummet to the earth, over half a mile below. She landed on asphalt - on her face and stomach. She has no memory of actually hitting the ground, only of her last prayers to God.
Her instructor reports that, following the impact, she sat up and began speaking. Can you imagine how awful she looked, especially when she tried to stand up? She suffered plenty of broken bones, including losing 6 teeth. The doctors had to use 15 steel plates to patch up her skull. Her health and appearance are expected to make a full recovery.
Following her emergency medical examination, she was told about another surprise. She was two weeks pregnant, and the fetus was fine!
I can only imagine that God so wanted this child to survive, that He was willing to use the mother's face to soften the impact. Now that is something to record in the child's baby book. Is hoping for a 'bouncing' baby boy inappropriate?

This, my friends, is why I never skydive while pregnant.