"Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us." Ephesians 3:20

Monday, January 9, 2017

Labor Day = Broken Elbow

The weekend was supposed to be pretty low key...

Well a small bike ride around our neighborhood turned into a 6 week adventure

Shadd, Sage, Z and I went for a cruise. 
We were gonna race home and Sage decided to head to the sidewalk - which is a quick left turn right in front of me. He clipped met front tire but made it home. However, mama wasn't as lucky. My bike fell and z was in the trailer behind. I landed on my left arm and skinned up my legs. I rode home embarrassed and shocked. It always happens so fast. D was mowing so I showed him. He chuckled. 

Later that day my arm was really hurting at the elbow joint so I went to the er to get things checked out. Sure enough. Radial head fracture. Most common in women 30-40. Why? Probably due to freak falls. 

Well a broken elbow and a baby aren't exactly a good combination. So friends and family to the rescue. For two weeks I had help every day! What a life saver! Didn't get pics of everyone but wow did they help out with meals, laundry, holding and rocking and delivering laz to me. We wouldn't have survived without them! 

Its not always easy to take help. Especially when you can move around and such! But we loved having our time with some very special people. When I started to fly solo again - I got pretty good one armed. Getting Laz in and out of bed. Food prepped, laundry folded. Its all harder with one arm than you think! 

Here are some of my favorites from that time...

Frama entertaining

 My dad staying the night because d got the stomach flu. Entertaining all five!

Laughs with buddies

Playdates with friends and cousins

Extra time with our greats
My grandpa brought books of tractors and such!


 Laz and his namesake Papa Donald



snuggling with great grandma daisy (she brought photo albums so that was a fun treat to see d when he was little)


still shopping with my mom - nursing sessions in the fitting room

 and lots of daddy snuggles!


all healed up and still gets sore but thankful for all the help! we wouldn't have made it!

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