What a crazy ride it's been lately. I was released from being RS president Sunday, but had to do it alone at church since all the kids had pink eye. Kent got to be the "lucky" one to stay home with them Sunday morning. Just as the kids were getting over pink eye, a second cold hit all of us so now everyone's got sore throats and are especially grouchy. How fun!
Of course, the big thing weighing on our minds is when the baby is coming and whether or not Forest's birthmother will choose to place him or her. My friend said to me, "Boy, Satan is really working on your family. This must be one special baby." Within an hour of her saying that over the phone, Kent calls me to tell me that he's been in a car accident. He is fine, thank heavens, but the same can't be said for his car. Sorry Barb. The Honda was originally hers.
Kent and a coworker were driving between work sites and sitting in a left turn lane. There were 2 lanes turning left and when the turn signal was green, Kent and the other car began to go, the car to his left suddenly slammed on his breaks. Kent couldn't see that a driver coming from the left completely ran the red light and was headed straight for them. The car on his left had seen her, but Kent didn't know what was going on until he ran into the lady's car who had run the red. He said that she drove right into the front of his car. Luckily, or more like the Lord watching over Kent, she hit the front left of the car. A few seconds' difference, and she could've run right into Kent. Maija and Bekah say in their prayers every day, "Bless Daddy at work that he drive home safely." I can't help but think that their prayers were answered today.
So... the Honda is totally smashed in in the front and not drivable. It was towed to Owen's shop, and the lady's insurance will pay for repairs or just give us a check for the value of the car. We think the repairs might actually cost more than the car is worth. We'll see... While all of this is sorted out, we'll be sharing the van. Makes me grateful I'm not going to be driving around doing Relief Society stuff. Kent also said, "I just want the adoption to happen now, so we can take off for Utah and not deal with the car right now." :-) One more reason we're waiting to hear about the baby.
The end of the story is that we're all safe and sound. We're grateful for the Lord's protection and His answer to prayers. And we can't wait to hear about baby #4. I think it's a girl so I'm already calling her Kiira (pronounced "Keera") but Kent wants a boy and can't seem to pick a boy's name. Maija said to me, "Mommy, you and I know it's a girl, right?" Ha! I have her brainwashed. Excellent.
We'll keep you all posted.