heartbroken momma...mom post #03

Yesterday was such a scary day. Seeing your child hurt really tears at the heart. Of course he has fell and had a boo boo before or ran into the wall because he was running too fast and not watching where he was going, but we had our first real uh-oh/omg/canthisbereal moment yesterday. And the lovely story goes something like this...

I had gotten him up from his nap and let him play in his room for a few minutes. We started on our way down the stairs and he was walking beside me for the first few and then he said momma carry me. No big deal, we do this a million times a day. {We have wooden stairs by the way}. I wasn't walking fast and I'm not sure what happened but I fell, I'm guessing, down 7 or so stairs. When I fell my back hit and his leg must have slammed down on the stairs. It happened so quick, I'm not really sure. And I'm also not really sure where my adrenaline came from, but I jumped up with that baby in my arms and got down the rest of the stairs, jerked his pants off and examined. He was hurting and I didn't know where at. He cried and he cried and he cried. He's not a huge crier, only when he doesn't get his way :)) This was a 'momma I'm hurtin' kind of cry. I couldn't find anything wrong on his leg or foot so we just rocked in the chair and watched Dora until I got him calmed down. I tried to get him to stand a few times and he would shake, scream, cry and hold his leg. Finally daddy got home from work and we tried standing him up again. Trevor said it's time to head out. I waited for his doctor to call me back and they sent us to an orthopedic type clinic.

I finally got him calmed down after we fell...and of course choo choo is stuck in his hand :) And it didn't leave his side through the cast and all!

Oh the fun part. He did fine if he was in his car seat or we were holding him still. They did x-rays and he screamed bloody murder. Then we went into a room to talk to the doctor and view the x-rays. He has a nice little fracture in his tibia. I could see Trevor's mind racing as he asked the doctor a million questions. Me on the other hand, I stood there quiet as can be holding my baby wanting to break out in tears. And I did. The moment that doctor left the room I just cried. You never want your baby to be hurt. EVER. I would take that fractured bone away from him in a hot second. But I can't.

We went to the cast room and picked out his blue cast and then here comes the screams and crying again. I was so ready for this to just be over so my sweet boy would quit crying and stop hurting. Once they got it on, he just kept saying that it was 'stuck'. He loves that word...it's one of his top 5. So that brought a nice laugh to momma and daddy. Tanner didn't think it was funny at all...he just wanted that thing off :))

Breaks a momma and daddy's heart :(

New accessory for the next few weeks...good thing he likes the color blue :)

After getting pain meds and waiting forever at the pharmacy, we got home about 9:15. We tried to bathe him off as best as we could. I found something that he could wear to sleep in over his cast and off to bed he went. I was a nervous wreck all night. Of course his tough boy behavior didn't surprise me at all. He woke up once at 5 am and yelled out.  I heard him moan around 7:30 so I got up and was going to start on his breakfast. Glad I didn't...that child didn't wake up till 10:15. He was pooped from all of the craziness that happened to him :(

Sleeping like a lil angel this morning in his cute attire lol :))

Of course I want to share this so I'll have every detail for myself when I look back 20 years from now. And so Tanner can see what a tough little cookie he was (and is). I also want to share this because as I laid down last night and prayed so hard for my baby, God really spoke to my heart. I love my child sooooo much and would take every bit of his pain away from him if I could. God loves us even BIGGER than that. He will take our pain away, He will comfort us, He loves us. All we have to do is seek Him. WOW!! Even in the scariest situations, He's talking to me and reassuring me. I am His child and He is always by my side. So thankful for His love for His children =)

Sorry for the not so fun story, but all is fair in love and war. I declare war on those stinkin steps :)) Tanner is tough, like his mom, lol totally kidding. He's tough like his daddy. He'll be okay and I'm sure this won't be the last of injuries in his lifetime. Oh the joys of parenthood :) I wouldn't trade it for the world!

Here's a sweet picture of him after he woke up this morning and started playing! He's learned to scoot around and will hopefully walk on it some in the next few days. I couldn't be more proud of him. He is an amazing little boy. Thanks to everyone who wrote me on facebook, messaged me, sent texts, called and most of all prayed for our boog. I know he felt all of the love...and I did too!

Say cheese...and this is what I got. My cutie pie!

Hope ya'll have a great Thursday! I'm off to enjoy a quiet minute while he naps. Until next time...

Magan