Reason #564 to Always Wear Your Bathing Suit Cover-Up

You might be 7.5 months pregnant, wearing your bathing tent bathing suit and have a tire blowout on the interstate on the way to the water park. Upon reaching the side of the road in a roguish torrential downpour and assessing the smoking scraps that used to be your tire, you'll have to quickly pull your toddler from the car seat and stand many yards away from your vehicle in your bathing tent suit in the pouring rain while you call your husband and AAA.

No good Samaritans will stop to help, either, even though you have what appears to be a pretty pathetic situation. (Could be that bathing tent suit.)

Then, when you finally do get to the water park, your child will have to leave the water after one time down the slide due to thunder. Not lightning. There is not visible lightning anywhere, just thunder.

You give up on the water portion of the park and take your toddler to the attached playground. The park staff kicks him off of there, too, because it's a metal structure. Still, no lightning. Not even thunder at this point.

So, clearly accepting defeat, your child and you sadly give up on this day, get into the car (the one your husband traded with you after he rescued you an hour or so earlier), and head home. Crying. And not just the child.

You awake at 3 am with a wildly kicking fetus and an upset stomach. Gofigure.

Maybe, just maybe, the day's karma would have been shifted if that daggone cover-up had just been worn. We'll never know.