Well folks... This one got me today. Full-blown panic when I got an email from my wife while I was working saying, "Call me right now." She's 29 weeks pregnant and had our 5-year-old son in the car with her on their way to an ultrasound appointment when they were rear-ended by a teenager driving aggressively in a one-lane construction zone. Officers and the trucker who stopped as a witness said impact was around 50 mph while my wife was completely stopped for traffic. And I believe it. The trunk floor is shoved all the way forward into the rear sub-frame and diff and both trailing arms are bent badly. It'll be a right-off I'm sure.

Enough about the car though. My boy was checked out on the scene and cleared by paramedics and went home with my best friend who dropped everything (bless the man) and rushed to help her out on the roadside while I raced there from work. I arrived just in time to help pull the car off the road and drive my wife to the hospital for observation by the same team who will be handling labor and delivery for us in September. She's ok, just sore, and my baby boy checked out great.

The other driver was checked on-scene as well and was ok if a little beaten up by her airbags. She couldn't have been more than 16 and I kind of feel for her learning this lesson in such a hard way. At least nobody was seriously injured.

At the end of the day I really couldn't ask for better and I thank God for their safety. The car can be replaced. Their lives can't.

Now it's time to wind down and deal with the adrenaline that's kept me on my feet all day. Not sure I'm going to sleep much tonight. But I'll be holding them tight and trying my best.