I had the best intentions of showing you this really cute and fun Valentines craft today but instead of spending the afternoon working and photographing it, I spent the afternoon crying and rocking in the corner, clutching my knees. Okay, not really, but that’s what I felt like doing inside. Let me share a story with you…
If you live in Utah, you know that we have been absolutely DUMPED on with snow this week. Every day snow falls, feet upon feet of heavy white stuff, covering everything in sight. The snow plows can’t keep up with all of it, at least in my town, because NONE of the streets are plowed–including major roads. And before all this snow fell, we had weeks and weeks of zero temperatures and a thicky heavy haze due to the Inversion. It’s been quite a treacherous winter. Welcome back to Utah, Heidi. Have some snow.
So today was a preschool day. I got all three kids bundled up and loaded into the car and started to back out of the garage. Woah! I didn’t realize just HOW MUCH snow was still on the driveway even. I thought I would be okay–residential streets are usually not plowed anyway. But when I reached the highway, nope. It was still covered in snow and dirty slush. I had three traffic lights to get through that were uphill. I can make it up hills in my van in the snow but if I have to stop in the middle of the hill–forget it. I can’t just start up again. And that’s what happened. I knew we weren’t going to make it to Will’s preschool, so I turned around and headed back down the hill.
I took the back roads back towards the house and decided to go to the store to run my errands since we were out already. Halfway there, my baby girl starts having a major coughing fit–uncontrollable coughing. I felt bad for her but I didn’t get scared until she started to choke on her spit and couldn’t breathe. I started to panic, not knowing whether I could even safely pull over in the crazy snow without getting into a car accident. But I was scared to death that Ellie would choke and not be able to breathe and even worse. I didn’t know what to do so I just prayed. “Please, Father–let her be okay,” I cried. I kept glancing back at her every two seconds to make sure she was still conscious. Finally she threw up all that yucky stuff that was choking her, and she seemed okay. But it shook me to my core–knowing that life is so precious and can be taken from anyone in just a split second.
I changed my plan and headed to the Urgent Care nearby. After waiting in there for what felt like an eternity, we finally saw the doctor. They did the oh-so-fun Nostril Swab Test of Death on Ellie while she screamed bloody murder and the test results came back what I feared–RSV. This is a very serious illness for babies since it clouds up the lungs with junk and they can choke on their phlegm just like Ellie had earlier. It’s not quite as serious for babies over 6 months since they have a little more control, but still serious nonetheless. And poor E was just miserable. Her eyes looked red and swollen and she cried a sad and tortured cry.
After the doctor, we went to Walmart to get the perscription filled. I saw my friend there who happened to have the right Essential Oils for breathing and lent it to me. She helped me get my kids to checkout and out the door. I was SO relieved to finally be heading home after this nightmarish outing in the snow. The drive home was going okay until I got to the street very close to my home. I rounded a corner, but instead of my wheels turning to follow the road, the skidded straight and I knew I was heading straight for a large snow bank and a tree. Braking was pointless and I knew the impact wouldn’t hurt us since we had the snow to slow us down, but it was scary, watching yourself have a car accident and having absolutely no control over it. My tire hit the tree but the car was spared.
The second the car stopped I uttered some choice words and just broke down crying. This had been the scariest and most difficult morning I could remember. And it all just kept coming, mostly because of the relentless snow. I know that many people, probably some of you, have been through MUCH worse as far as natural disasters (or car accidents) are concerned, but this all scared me too much, especially since my kids were with me. I hate feeling like I can’t protect them and driving in the snow really takes away that element of control that I have as a safe driver. It makes me sick to think about.
As I sobbed, a man walked up to my car and told me my car was alright, I didn’t need to worry. He didn’t know why I was crying so much, he must have thought I was a complete loony–second to what I really was, a hysterical woman. He helped guide me most of the way back out, then pushed as I reversed and my tires spun. Then some other men came out of the office building nearby and finished off the job. I finally made it home, though not into the garage because I got stuck again in the uphill driveway. But home enough.
Once we were inside, I took a moment to realize something incredible–God had been with us today. Even despite the horrible things that had happened, there was Providence in the form of other people to help me. God helped my baby throw up so she wouldn’t choke. God had my friend help me at the store and give me the oils. God helped steer my car away from the tree so we wouldn’t get hurt…God had those men help us get out of the snow bank.
And if you think it was just coincidence, I know better. Because I feel very strongly that He was watching over us today and helping me through a very rough morning. If there’s anything I can take away from this, it’s that my faith was strengthened and I know that God loves me and hears my prayers.
And that maybe living in Arizona wouldn’t be SO bad.