But, you know me. You know that I will joke about this. Because that is me- it's part of how I deal with stressful situations.
That said, here are some "funnies" that came out of the whole situation.
Grace: You know, honey, I've never been in an accident before. I think I did a real bang up job, for my first one!
John: Yeah, you were a real smash!
I've been wanting a minivan, not because they are oh-so-fashionable, but because we need the room. It's hard for us to go places as a family because of the space issue. I was even thinking the other day that driving down to Mississippi with 3 kids, the cat, and hopefully my mom or a friend would be pretty rough because we wouldn't have any space for luggage!
But with the car totaled, I guess this is as good a time as any to "upgrade" to the minivan. I commented on this observation to John, who has been opposed to the minivan, mainly for the sake of his vanity.
John: You know, there are easier and less dangerous ways to convince me we need a minivan.
Let's face it: Anna is nearly 4. Even if she wasn't as precocious as she is, she would probably still get into a fair bit of trouble, because that's what kids do at that age. But she is Anna, and she does get into more than a "fair bit" of trouble. Which is why her conversations with John while at the hospital were kind of cute.
Anna: Daddy, the car is broken into lots of pieces. And Momma did it!
John: Yes, there was an accident and the car is broken, but you are all safe. That's all that matters!
Anna: Yeah, but Momma did it! Not me, Daddy!
At the hospital, Anna didn't really seem to understand why they put me in a bed, stuck an IV in me, and weren't letting me do anything.
Anna: Are they going to put the baby back into your tummy now, Momma?
John recently lost his set of keys that included the house key and my spare set of car keys. I was wondering how I would replace the "clicker" for my car for him. I guess I don't have to worry about that now:)
It just occurred to me that I am shopping for both a car and a house right now. No pressure.
I was concerned about taking Percocet since I am still breastfeeding.
Guess what? Percocet didn't make my little dude drowsy. Nor did it constipate him. (Ask me how I know this.)