Kimberly

I look up and I have been thrown five or six feet.

I was in the middle of the road.

And I look up and I see my husband standing in the ditch still.

And we share this like eye contact look.

And I tell you, we've been together since we were 17.

I have never seen the look that I saw at that moment and never since.

So we lock eyes and we turn our heads down to the road and we see a car slam on its brakes.

And this is kind of hard to hear, but when they slam on the brakes, we see the stroller that had hooked onto the front bumper disconnect and break apart.

So the front is tumbling one way.

The back is tumbling another way, end over end into this field.

Yes.

And as soon as we see the car stop and the stroller disconnect, car peels away.

Everything you would see in a movie like squealing.

So we get up and we start running.

And vaguely in the back of my mind, I'm thinking my back really hurts.

My leg really hurts, but you don't care.

I run to the two-year-old, he runs to the baby.

And when I get there, her face is just blood.

There's mucus and tears and she's screaming and the baby's screaming.

And my husband looks at me and he goes, are you hurt?