True Story

Once upon a time...

A girl was having a crazy busy Sunday.

She stayed up super late the day before and got up ridiculously early.

She almost made it to church on time.

She went out to lunch at Qdoba with her mom and kids. Her mom paid. :)

She "ran" into ARC (thrift store) to look for dishes/picture frames (more on that to come!).

She went home. Prepared for a birthday party/baby shower.

She went to birthday party. Sweated like crazy. Felt a little odd.

She dropped her husband and son back home.

She went to a baby shower.

She left the baby shower. Called her husband. Asked what he wanted for dinner.

She decided to pick up Long John Silver's. She almost never goes there. It's out of the way of her house, pretty expensive as far as fast food goes and, let's face it, kind of like a heart-attack-in-a-box.

She pulled over in the parking lot to quiet her crying baby. Baby wouldn't be quieted.

She decided to drive home (maybe 10 minutes?) and deal with the baby there.

She stopped at a stoplight on the way.

SOMEONE DROVE STRAIGHT INTO HER VAN. Not on the side. Not a little bit. DEAD ON.

She wasn't even looking...which is okay...remember, she was stopped?

She checked that her older daughter was okay...she was.

She got out and took the baby out of her car seat - baby is crying, crying, crying.

The man next to her at the stoplight pulls his car to the side of the road and calls 911.

She can't find her phone anywhere (it went flying...).

Finally finds it. Calls her husband.

He stops what he's doing. Puts on shoes (no socks! ew! but sweet:)). Puts their son into a backpack carrier. Hops on his bike. Rides down to the accident. Marriage is so many things - but having someone drop everything and come running (riding...kind of like a knight:)) is a wonderful thing.

She gives her baby to her husband and the baby stops crying...finally.

The end. (Not really...but I'm done.)

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There are nice people left in the world. A lot of them.

A woman drove up right after the accident and saw me holding a screaming Libby and trying to deal with the police, an EMT and a firefighter, find my insurance, talk to Charlie, and breathe. She pulled her car over. Came over and took Libby. I know you all are thinking - is Stacia insane? I'm not. I know she was a Christian. I could feel her praying for me when she put her hand on my arm. She wrapped Libby in her blanket and spent the next five minutes talking to her, singing to her, loving on her. Libby screamed the whole time. I took Libby back and she hugged me before she left. So, so, so nice.

Another woman...who lived at the house we wrecked in front of...came home just after the accident and was asking if we needed drinks. She's like, "I have cokes, water..." I thought that was so nice.

The man who called 911. He stayed for the whole thing. He wrote all of his information down and gave it to me. He picked up Will's bike after Will got there and threw it down.

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As I said...I don't really know what happened. The girl driving just misjudged I guess. She had a learner's permit. She's 21. She was NOT drunk or anything like that. They were very apologetic. She kept saying, "Baby, okay? Baby, okay?" because Libby was crying. They have insurance. Someone is coming to look at the van Wednesday. It held up remarkably well. I really couldn't believe it...the car the other people were in was really smashed up and had to be towed. It really was just an accident. And everyone is okay. And the police officer didn't write us a ticket for not having the current proof of insurance card.

P.S. This is my 100th post.

Lazy Days

Thursdays are for Cuties

Warning: A whole buncha pictures follow...

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I've decided that:

~I know next to nothing about photography/photo editing

~I know even less about the "blog world"

~I jumped into all this with both feet and am going to keep going...I love it...even just for me

~It would be awesome if blogging could be my job...I don't know how people get so many followers...I guess I need to write a book or something...

~Working out is ridiculous. Even more so when combined with housework, cooking meals, running errands, picking up 30 lb. toddlers, etc.

~I will never give up my love affair with Mt. Dew. I just can't do it.

~Libby sucking her thumb today is one of the sweetest things I've ever seen

~This week is going by too fast...I want to capture life with a 6, an 88 and a 215 week old and remember it forever...yes, I really did the math...yes, I'm a dork...even more so for using the word "dork"

~I wish I really had handwriting like the font on the pictures; wouldn't that be awesome?

Reality Check

Last night I finally finished Elizabeth's dress...

I started knitting it when she was just over a week old.

It's the type of thing that I would have finished in a couple days before she was born.

Now it will probably only fit her for a few more weeks.

It was a big wake up call.

Most days I'm just getting done what absolutely has to be done.

Which is okay for now.

Other things in my life feel a little overwhelming.

I try not to think about them.

Then weird things happen.

I had a dream about vacation Bible school last night.

I wouldn't call it a nightmare...

but a very stressful dream.

You know? When you wake up and your jaw is all tight and you have a million thoughts running through your head?

I just need to get through one day at a time I guess.

Speaking of days...and reality...I just finished day two of the 30 Day Shred.

Whew. It's quite the workout.

I've heard it gets "better" around day five or six.

Here's to hoping.

June

Wow, this year is flying by so quickly. :)

So just a quick recap of the weekend...my grandparents arrived Saturday morning (before I had time to fold/put away laundry mountain!). They were able to park their huge, amazing motor home across the street at the middle school. We just hung out at home until Will got off work. They brought each of the kids bags full of new clothes! They are so generous. I showed them around the house (not laundry mountain). We ate some lunch. I talked to my grandma about some patterns I bought. After Will came home we headed off to Ft. Collins and the girls + Ben went to a quilt shop and the boys - Ben went to a shooting range. It was only the 2nd or 3rd time I'd ever been in a "real" quilt shop, so I really enjoyed it....the kids behaved so-so. After we reunited we went to dinner and then came home and went to bed! Sunday morning my grandpa came over to look at some things around the house with Will. We had brunch. Will and my grandpa fixed three major problems around the house; our leaking faucet, our leaking shower (basement), and our leaking windows. It is so nice to have those things done! He also showed Will how to hang things on these plaster walls. Yay! It was so great to see them, we were really sad they had to go home so soon. And now Will wants a shih tzu like Bandit. (This is really detailed...more for my information later...sorry.)

One of Libby's gifts (the hat) from a friend of my grandparents. She works in a really fancy kids' clothing store (like Clothes Pony here) and has given all three of my children beautiful gifts.

Hello, my name is Elizabeth. I am six weeks old today. I enjoy hanging out in my swing, laying on my belly, holding my head up for extended periods of time, and long walks on the beach. I have been consistently sleeping six hours at night for almost a week, though my mom wishes it was 12 to 6 instead of 10 to 4. I am pretty easy-going, but I have been tending to have a fussy time in the evening. I have started cooing and talking and smiling. My siblings adore me and I'm really starting to notice when they are around me. My mom really needs to get her act together and get my picture taken with them before I get any bigger!

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June is going to be a busy month for us.

We have lots going on and VBS is literally right around the corner.

I also have some pretty hefty resolutions this month:

*Lose baby weight. I'm not going into numbers, because I know skinny people read this. Will says sustainable weight loss is 2-3 lbs. a week...so that is my goal.

*Have at least one 'date' with Charlotte

*Have at least one date with Will

*Six days of the week I want to have at least one activity planned just for the kids. It might be something as simple as taking them to the park a few blocks from here or getting the play-doh out, but I want less TV and more other stuff.

*One day of the week I want to do something just for me...take a bath (alone!), get a pedicure, work in my craft room uninterrupted....something.

*Try at least one "Yes" day

We'll see how it goes!