Confessions Of A Stay At Home Mom.

I am home all day. I have windows all along the side of my house that faces a main road. I have good hearing. I am a worry wart.

And that adds up to me being an ambulance chaser.


Okay. A firetruck chaser.

When I hear sirens I watch out one of the back windows to see if the sirens turn into my neighborhood.

Usually they don't.

We live near a firestation.

Tonight my kids were outside and they know how their mom is. Ruthie came running in and said a firetruck just turned into our city.

You mean our neighborhood?

Yes, our neighborhood.

So I went out the front door to see where it was headed.

It was coming down my street.

Yikes!

I think of our neighbor girl. But saw them leave on a camping trip earlier today.

The firetruck went down, around, and over to the next neighborhood. And then stopped where I could see the truck.

So what does a mom with a mini wimpy van do??

I followed!

A lady had been bucked off her horse and then kicked. She didn't know what day it was. As I was talking to some girls about what had happened the ambulance and paramedic drove in and nearly squished the mini wimpy van. I slunk away to make some phone calls.

Why is it that everyone who should be contacted about this kinda stuff is out of town when I am the one who finds out? Sheesh. I called my friend who is a friend of the lady and her hubby ran over to help.

Daniel just got back from the hospital where he and the Elders Quorum President gave her a blessing. She's okay. Some broken ribs. She remembered what day it is.

Daniel just left to go get us...well...let's just say he's thinking Arby's.

My name is Jennie and I'm a stay at home mom with a lot of windows that face a main road and I have good hearing and I am a worry wart.

That's my confession.