[I started out tonight with a thought in my head about what I wanted to blog about and I ended up doing something completely different. I was going to talk about how after a conversation with someone I over analyse everything about it. Did I say to much? too little? was I polite? Did I accidentally put someone down or talk gossip when I really didn't mean to? Did what I say come across as what I meant or did I make myself look like a complete jerk? Am I the only one who does this, and has after-conversation-regret??? If I have ever had a conversation with you and offended or sounded like a complete idiot or anything other than been kind, I truly am sorry. Sometimes my words come out of my mouth WAY faster then my thoughts can truly process them....... AND NOW BACK TO OUR FEATURE PRESENTATION]
I was going through pictures tonight and came upon Kollins x-ray. X-ray you say? Oh wait...that's right... I forgot to blog about Kollin and his broken bone (except for a quick little blurb a few posts back) that happened like 2 months ago. It happened when I was being an awful blogger, I did put the picture on FB but I'm not really sure who all reads my blog and if we are or are not friends on facebook as well. So anyway in March Kollin broke his collar bone. How you ask? Well just sit down take a drink of whatever you have near by (hopefully it's edible and not something like bubbles or white out) and I will tell you. We were visiting my mother in law in Kanab and were packing the car to head home. Boosty (as the kids call her) and I were outside talking and taking in the nice weather when Kollin reached up onto a BIG metal wagon wheel to grab something and it tipped and made him fall and landed on his right side, with his left side on the cement, before we could even get near him. He cried and at first we were more worried about his head and arm then anything else. He calmed down and nothing felt broken and no bruises showed up either. Well that night every time we'd pick him up (you know, under the armpits type deal) he would wince and lift his right shoulder as if holding him by the ribs was hurting him. Still, there wasn't a bruise and nothing felt broken. Within a few days he started developing a bruise on his collar bone. The problem with the collar bone is there is really nothing you can do about it.. no cast....nothin. So we held off going to the doctor and figured it was just a bruise. But then a day or so later it started to form a bump so I called to schedule and appointment and was in with in the hour. We went from doctors office to hospital for xray back to doctors to see this picture:
To me it looks bad! But the doctor said that it really was a minor break and he would have been fine if we didn't take him in and really there is nothing to do for it. He did give us a little stretchy cloth to wrap around like a backwards bra and hold his shoulders back, so that it would take the pressure off of it. Other then that, instructions were Tylenol if it bothers him and no picking him up by the hands or under the armpits for at least a month.
After a few days the bump turned into this:
And I started to get more and more worried but then it started to go down and he was still being a rough and tumble little boy. Nothing seemed to bother him and he was back to his old self. A month later we took him in for another xray and it came back fine. There is a tiny calcium deposit where it healed but the bump from that will go away in a few months.
Another reason why I shared this story is because I've been thinking about how It was such a BIG deal and it involved a lot of our lives, thinking about it every time we changed him or picked him up, or when we were with people we had to make sure they knew how to take care of him and be gentle. It took up a lot of my thoughts and time and today while we were at the splash pad with some friends I picked him up (under the armpits) and he was fine, just as he has been fine for a while, and for a split second I almost felt bad thinking I hurt him but I didn't because he's healed.
I am so thankful that my kids, with all that they have been through in their short little lives, are healthy and happy and resilient and mine:) And that I get to sit on my porch swing and see this:
And that on a hot day I have an excuse to pack them up and my nephew, who I watch during the day, and head to Walmart to by a pool so I can soak my feet and they can be entertained.
And that when I'm tired because I didn't get much sleep the night before because my hubby is away for work and my bed is just so empty with out him and that it makes it hard to sleep, that they will let me lay on the couch, they will find comfy spots to sit on top of me and watch mickey mouse club house.....
I am blessed.
They have both been extra cuddly lately too, I think they need some extra lovin from momma while daddy is away. Kleyton layed with me shortly after the above picture was taken for a while. I tickled his back and sang 'Bushel and a Peck' to him while he had a closed mouth smile and looked at me with his one eye that wasn't hidden in his fluffy blanket.
