Saturday Night

I was leaving my sister in laws house and headed for my parents house about an hour and a half south. Baby M started gagging {I think from drainage in his throat} and then began throwing up all over himself, about 3 times to be exact. I pull to the nearest exit and head to a McDonald's/Convenient store...run into the bathroom w/ him and give him a mini bath in the sink, put clean pajamas on him and race him back to the car, clean up his carseat as best as I can, throw things that he had puked on in large trash bags.......get him back in carseat. Ok, I let out a big sigh........long sigh of relief and thank the nice couple who had just helped me sort things out w/ my big mess. The nice couple told me to drive carefully and have a Merry Christmas, I told them to do the same. I drove away carefully and called Jeff and told him we were headed to my parents {he was in a diff. town}. About 2-3 min. down the road, I change lanes and get SLAMMED by another vehicle. My car was out of control for a few seconds and the car that had hit me, I could hear it rolling and slamming with each roll. When it was over with and my van had stopped, I looked around the van to check on the kids. Thank the Lord they were fine, they weren't even crying...but I was and all I could say was, "Oh, my gosh" over and over again. The police started coming, the ambulances, the firetrucks...I kept asking about the other car and everyone kept saying that they were fine, they're ok. {I still don't know, I just assume they're fine} There are more minor details....but I'm not up for it now. I just want you all to know how very thankful I am for our lives being spared this past Saturday night. I thank the Lord that he watched over us. Please be careful as you travel this holiday season...YOU JUST NEVER KNOW and it happens so quickly. I'm having a hard time with the whole thing, so keep me in your prayers. Thank you, love Katy