We got in a car accident this afternoon while driving home from our bank.
It was so fast and unsuspected. Matt was driving on the right lane of the street. A car situated ahead of us was double-parked in the right lane. At the time, Matt didn't think that it was parked as there were NO lights of any kind being utilized by the driver of the car. I yelled, "Watch out for the car!" or something to that effect...Matt slammed on the brakes and tried to safely and quickly switch into the left lane and then...BAMMMM! We rammed right into the left rear side of the car.
Matt had his seatbelt on. David was strapped in the carseat in the right side of the back and I was sitting in the left side of the back. I didn't have my seatbelt on. I held onto Matt's seat during the collision. A woman (who was a witness to the whole accident) said she saw the whole thing and that the driver was going in reverse.
No one was hurt, thank God. My little David...he exclaimed, "Whoaaa." He was okay though. I love him so much. My leg has a swollen bruise on it, but that is about it. I didn't hit my belly anywhere during the accident and I feel okay. I am sure my little baby is unhurt. My tummy was his/her loving cushion. I have my second prenatal visit and appointment on Friday.
Police officers, an ambulance, and two towing trucks arrived shortly. The right front side of our car was smashed in. The driver's left rear was smashed in. It was awful. But we were/are all safe. I am so grateful for that.
I keep replaying those seconds over and over in my head. It is torturous. The worst part, the part that makes me cry...is the moment when I KNEW, without a doubt, that we WERE going to crash into that car. I closed my eyes and just WAITED for the crushing feeling of a crash to violently come and overtake my body. And it did. It was horrible. The moment of impact between the two vehicles...I don't want to remember it but I know I always will. I cried in Matt's arms tonight while we talked about it. My tears spilled onto his blue shirt. He felt so comforting. That moment of waiting for something terrible to happen -- was/is unbearable.
But, David is safely and peacefully sleeping in his warm bed surrounded by friendly stuffed animals and soon Matt and I will hold each other close during tonight's slumber. I want the memory of today to fade away.
Moments like these make you appreciate even more what you have in your life. I love my family so much. I don't ever want to lose them. My heart would wither and just fall to pieces. I would cease to exist.
Moments like these also make me grateful that I have the sweetest online friends, such as Ladiebug. I received a cute e-mail from her just prior to my trip to the bank today. She swirls my inspiration.