…2 seconds is the amount of time I had to react to a woman who had just pulled out right in front of me…
…on one of the busiest streets in Arlington, while taking the quads to school. YES- all FOUR of my precious children were in the burb with me…
…it could have turned out a lot differently, and for that, I am truly thankful. It only takes seconds…
The other driver was sent to the hospital with shoulder pain. I did not have a chance to check on her before the paramedics arrived. I was too busy checking all 4 of my kids to make sure they were okay. And honestly, I was REALLY upset/angry/shaken. I would not have been able to control my Mama-bear emotions at the time… good thing I stayed in my burb. I just kept thinking:
“I HAVE 4 CHILDREN IN THE CAR!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU NOT SEE ME?!!!! THEY COULD HAVE BEEN INJURED!!!!”
(settle down, Suz…breathe...breathe…accidents happen)
The kids yelled “WHOAAAAAA!!!!” after we were hit…as the burb came to rest inches away from a massive tree. I think it was more of an amusement park ride to them.
I’m guessing I yelled out: “JEEEEEZ!” (my choice of wording when oblivious drivers pull out in front of me)…because Ethan kept repeating:
“baby Jesus!…baby Jesus!”
I was shaking and in shock, but I had to turn around and giggle for a second. I couldn’t understand where Ethan had heard “baby Jesus” being used in “vain”. He ended it with:
“Awwwwww…. baby Jesus is sad.”
(He must have picked up on my “Jeeez” and just finished it out for me)
Hilarious to think about, after the fact.
The kids were fine…Mama was definitely rattled. They enjoyed all the police cars and the ambulance. I took them to school 2-by-2 in Joe’s explorer as he waited for the tow-truck. (We were blocks away from their school. neato.)
The burb is completely un-drivable…so, we will be pimping a rental van/suv/whatever we can fit 4 carseats into…for who knows how long. (and yes, we will be purchasing 4 new carseats as a result of this accident- courtesy of the other driver’s insurance)
Now, I’m all paranoid when I’m driving. Every time someone pulls out along side of me, I slam on my breaks. I’m SOOOOO tense in the car. (Having flashbacks of my last wreck---that ALSO wasn’t my fault).
When will I feel comfortable driving again?!!! Days? Weeks?
But again…perspective. WE’RE ALL OKAY.