my turn to vent

What NOT to say to a mother whose one year old has a broken leg:

It's good that it happened now rather than when he is 3 or 4.

NO. It is not good that it happened now. If he was 3 then he could tell us what was wrong when he cries and cries. Are you in pain? Are you frustrated because you can't play? Are you ticked off because I set you down for 5 seconds? If he was 3 then he would be walking around on his cast because he would be stronger and more coordinated.

It is not good that it happened now. It is not better that it happened now than another age. It is not ever good. Grrrrr. That's all. I'm over it.

our first broken bone

Corey's never had a broken bone. I have never had a broken bone. Our one year old son now has his first broken bone. So sad.

Last Saturday we spent a beautiful day outside at the pumpkin patch. We had had a nice time and were getting ready to leave so we could go home and have lunch. On the way out, Corey decided to go down the slide with Lawrence one more time since he had enjoyed it and we might as well get our money's worth, right? On the way down, Lawrence's little foot got caught on the slide and went up underneath both of them. He cried but Corey scooped him up and he was fine. When he got up from his nap we realized that he still wasn't able to walk on it. After a call to the doctor we headed to the emergency room. After xrays they determined that there were no fractures and we headed home.

Fast forward to Tuesday morning and our little man still couldn't walk on his leg or put any pressure on it. Which is really hard to watch, by the way. So we went in to our doctor who suggested more xrays. The hospital had taken pictures of his entire leg and we were confident that the problem was below his knees. So they were able to get better pictures that time. Our pediatrician didn't see any fractures so we headed home with instructions that if he wasn't walking by the following Monday then we needed to come back. As we were pulling in the garage, he calls back with news that the radiologist looked at the xrays also and saw something that he didn't. A very small hairline fracture.

We headed to the office for a cast. It was a pretty quick process and Lawrence handled it all very well. It kinda broke my heart as they bandaged him up for the next 3 weeks. But now he can crawl around and just drags his blue cast along. He has been such a tough little guy and hasn't let the cast bother him much. He has started to pull up to standing now and take a few steps with our hands. It's like he's learning to walk all over again since he is lop-sided. I really think in the next few days he will be walking on it. Which will be so wonderful for me and my back especially. The hardest part for him is falling asleep. It is taking him much longer to get comfortable and fall asleep. Understandable. He complains much less about it then I probably would.

Moral of the story: slides are apparently very dangerous and many fractures occur on them. Heed the warning!

goal accomplished

Today I completed my first fairly long race! It was 10 miles on a very very straight trail. Five miles west, turn around, 5 miles east, done. Easy enough, right?! It actually felt amazing. Okay, maybe not the last 2 miles. That part was pretty rough. But I finished and I ran a good pace (for me). I finished in 1 hour 32 minutes; which averages out to 9 minute 12 second miles.

As I was running I thought about why the heck I wanted to do something like this. And this is what I came up with:

~ When I run I think of Jesus' walk to Calvary carrying his cross. How hard physically and mentally and spiritually that must have been. Although it is hardly a fair comparison, if I can challenge myself in those aspects by running then it brings me closer to my Lord.

~ I did it for my 2 boys that were there to cheer me on along the way. They were the only cheerleaders along the way and they made it to miles 0, 2, 5, 8, and 10. I think it was almost as much work for them! I want to be healthy and fit for my boys and I want it to be a part of our lifestyle.

~ I did it because I can. Today I have my physical health. One day I may not. So between now and then I am not going to waste it. One evening when I was running (downhill) there was a young man that was pushing himself (uphill) in his wheelchair. He was also out getting a work out in. It was so inspiring to me.

~ I did it because it has been on my list of things to do for way too long. I have always had a lot of really great excuses as to why it wasn't the right time. I decided that right now, with a 1 year old, and coming off of the hottest summer ever, was the perfect time. The perfect time to stop making excuses that is.

I am excited to say that there will be more races in my future.

My sweet mom and mother in law drove an hour to watch me!

Love this little man. And I'm pretty sure it is mutual.