and then there was that day......

we got rear ended.... while on the freeway. By far the scariest moment of my life. Luckily we were in a safe car and we walked away totally fine. My biggest fear has always been a car accident, especially with my babies! And now i can say I've been there, done that, and i hope i don't have to experience it again.

The boys and i were on our way to pick Glen up from work and head to the airport to go to Utah. While on the 17 i was in the right lane getting ready to take my exit off 7th/central. Well traffic for the off ramp was backed up onto the freeway and the exit is kind of by a blind turn so all of a sudden the car in front of me slams on his breaks, so I slam on mine but then let off because I was fine, a few seconds later we were hit and spinning. I could actually feel my car make circles.

We ended up slamming into the guard rail and my immediate panic was that we would break through the guard rail, and fall down. My tires stopped spinning and my on call SOS service through mercedes was speaking to me asking me a million questions before I could even process what just happened. "You've been in an accident, are you ok? Do you have passengers? How old are they? Are they hurt? What are their names?" (just like the commercials) I swear she asked me a hundred questions and all i would repeat is i've been hit and i have two babies with me, I need my husband.

 I couldn't find my phone and lady continued to ask me questions. My kids were both screaming and I couldn't get to them. Her questions didn't calm me at all, instead they frustrated me and i finally said something along the lines of "my babies names aren't going to make a difference, i need to find my phone and call my husband, stop asking me questions, i can't focus....."

In the meantime tons of people stopped and were making sure we were ok. They kept coming up to my door but I couldn't open it, I think they thought i was in shock and was ignoring them, but when they saw me crawling out my window they realized my door was just jammed. Two men were able to pull Preston's door open with a crow bar and I was finally able to kiss my babies. Subconsciously I dialed Glen while the dispatcher was talking to me, so he over heard the conversation and all the questions they were asking me.

As soon as the lady stopped with all the talking for 2 seconds i realized glen had been on the line and was already on his way over. He was there in less then 10 minutes. We were right by his office, and since traffic had stopped and the freeway was closed, he was able to come up the off ramp and be with us as soon as possible. And that is when the tears came. I was fine and kept it together until I saw my manly man coming to save us. The boys and I got in his truck and just sat there. Glen took care of everything with the police, insurance, tow truck, and everything else.

My mom just so happened to be with my dad at lunch so the two of them came about 30 minutes after it all went down, and they were able to drive us to the airport just in time for our flight. I have never felt so fortunate or protected. It could have been so much worse.

It's been three weeks and we still have no car. His insurance totaled it out, but he only had minimum insurance coverage so we then had to go through our insurance. And now we are just waiting on them to decided if it is totaled or not. Dealing with insurance stuff is a joke! Can't wait for it to be all over and put this behind us.