it's hard to believe that it's been a year since i was treking across the UVU parking lot. running out the door nearly everyday to drop rubes off at preschool or kids on the move. it was busy and long and tiring to my very pregnant body. i actually thought it might NEVER end. but guess what? it ended. and i'm now cleaning up after a wild and crazy baby boy and a gimp, my broken legged ruby.
i feel like this is a constant trend in life. just feeling very much like this will never end. but in all reality these little things end, so very quickly.
i got sad about that today, when nic and i were talking about potty training fitz. he's only ten months old. but rubes was potty trained around 18 months, which means i only have eight months to change diapers. yes, i can see the benefits. but i love my guy, i love my baby. and i don't want him growing any faster than he is. but i'm pretty excited that we are over the diaper hill (for now!)
there is no question that this is going to be the story of my life. especially over this holiday season that is about to begin. it always starts with back to school time. it's almost rubes birthday, fitz birthday, our anniversary. it's just a time of fresh starts.
we have had a little more of an adjustment than i ever imagined. i loved the idea of moving out of utah and the grand adventure it would be. i was gung ho about it since the beginning and wanted to get as far as fast away from utah as possible.
today i am learning that there is more to moving away than the great adventure. i am missing the silliest of things. but i am missing them. hospitals, doctors, and preschools being the very top of my list.and do not even get me started on the fall weather. turns out i don't care about the hot vegas summers. bring them on. just shoot me in the foot and send me to utah (or preferably door county, wisconsin) for september, october and november!
we have made adjustments and things are going good. with time i know i will laugh at this trial. i will get used to cleaning this bigger house. to not having my mom babysit for anything and everything i might need. and i will maybe enjoy the brisk weather in january instead of freezingness. maybe march warmth. i can take the cold through march.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Ruby's Broken Leg.
On the Wednesday, we were kinda having a busy day of cleaning and making sure the house looked good after Grandma and Grandpa left. I was washing clothes and mopping floors. We had plans to have the missionaries over for dinner at 6pm. Around 3pm I was switching the loads in the washer when Ruby started jumping off the stairs. I knew she'd been doing it, and i thought it was awesome. She was so brave, which is one of the things I like the most about her. She is fearless.
She had jumped a few times and I was watching her, cheering her on. The last jump she landed and instantly went to her knees. I knew immediately something was wrong because Ruby is really really tough, and the fact that she was in this much pain was my signal that she was hurt. I picked her up and sat her on the chair and called Nic to tell him he needed to come home because we had a broken leg. Ruby suggested that we say a prayer, and asked that I say it because she was crying too hard. It was so cute that she remembered to ask Heavenly Father. I called Shelissa and Terah and told them about her leg, what it looked like and the pain. Both of them said she needed to go to the ER because it was broken.
I decided we needed to shower because who knows the next time we would all be clean. I'm turning into Nic, it's rather weird. So we piled into the shower and I washed Rubes hair and body and laid her on my bed. I gave her some ibuprofen, raised her leg and put ice on it. She was miserable, crying like crazy and just in so much pain. I was able to bathe bro and I and got ready for what I knew would be a long night.
I kept calling Nic and he was taking his sweet time thinking we were just being dramatic. He came home and I was on the phone with the insurance because Terah suggested we make sure to go to a pediatric ER. Nic was going to give her a blessing and thought she should move chairs. We were like her leg is broken man, just give her the dang blessing. Unfortunately, I was not in the bedroom because I was talking to the insurance (they finally picked up!) when he gave her that blessing. She seriously calmed down almost immediately and told her dad that the pain was a little better.
Getting her to the car, and then driving to the hospital was horrible. She was just in such pain and her little leg was dangling there because there wasn't much support and nothing we could try made it feel better. We got in really quickly into the ER, got her registered and took her back to her room. Then she was ready to go home. We waited for almost THREE hours. It took an hour to see the doctor. She walked in and said, well she needs an x-ray. We were like, no duh! Her leg is broken lady. So an hour later they give her an x-ray. By then it's almost 9pm and Bro has had it because he usually goes to bed between 6:30 and 7. So, after switching chairs and kids and chairs and kids we decided Nic would take him to the car and drive around so he could sleep. I held Ruby and we about fell asleep when the doctor opened the door. It's broken she said. I was like, yes...I KNEW IT WAS BROKEN, I JUST CAME FOR YOU TO PUT A CAST ON IT.
Well, she didn't. She wrapped it in an ace bandage and suggested we call the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow. I was so frustrated. Ruby broke her leg at 3pm. We could have just drove to the orthopedic surgeon that minute. But we didn't. We went and sat in the ER for three hours for them to wrap an ace bandage around her leg. So, we decided we were quitting Las Vegas. All Ruby wanted was Taco Bell. So after waiting forever at CVS because the script the doctor wrote, didn't actually exist at any Las Vegas pharmacy we stopped at Taco Bell and went home.
She was starving, tired, and still in a lot of pain. We got her to bed and she woke up about every three hours in pain. So we decided to go to an orthopedic surgeon. my baby girl! she was in so much pain. it took quite a few calls to find someone willing to see her that day. most places were scheduled a couple weeks out. but we took her in and found it what we already knew, BROKEN! she chose a pink cast and is feeling like a big bum sitting on the couch all day. luckily gram scoobs sends a package every single day. spoiled rotten.
She had jumped a few times and I was watching her, cheering her on. The last jump she landed and instantly went to her knees. I knew immediately something was wrong because Ruby is really really tough, and the fact that she was in this much pain was my signal that she was hurt. I picked her up and sat her on the chair and called Nic to tell him he needed to come home because we had a broken leg. Ruby suggested that we say a prayer, and asked that I say it because she was crying too hard. It was so cute that she remembered to ask Heavenly Father. I called Shelissa and Terah and told them about her leg, what it looked like and the pain. Both of them said she needed to go to the ER because it was broken.
I decided we needed to shower because who knows the next time we would all be clean. I'm turning into Nic, it's rather weird. So we piled into the shower and I washed Rubes hair and body and laid her on my bed. I gave her some ibuprofen, raised her leg and put ice on it. She was miserable, crying like crazy and just in so much pain. I was able to bathe bro and I and got ready for what I knew would be a long night.
I kept calling Nic and he was taking his sweet time thinking we were just being dramatic. He came home and I was on the phone with the insurance because Terah suggested we make sure to go to a pediatric ER. Nic was going to give her a blessing and thought she should move chairs. We were like her leg is broken man, just give her the dang blessing. Unfortunately, I was not in the bedroom because I was talking to the insurance (they finally picked up!) when he gave her that blessing. She seriously calmed down almost immediately and told her dad that the pain was a little better.
Getting her to the car, and then driving to the hospital was horrible. She was just in such pain and her little leg was dangling there because there wasn't much support and nothing we could try made it feel better. We got in really quickly into the ER, got her registered and took her back to her room. Then she was ready to go home. We waited for almost THREE hours. It took an hour to see the doctor. She walked in and said, well she needs an x-ray. We were like, no duh! Her leg is broken lady. So an hour later they give her an x-ray. By then it's almost 9pm and Bro has had it because he usually goes to bed between 6:30 and 7. So, after switching chairs and kids and chairs and kids we decided Nic would take him to the car and drive around so he could sleep. I held Ruby and we about fell asleep when the doctor opened the door. It's broken she said. I was like, yes...I KNEW IT WAS BROKEN, I JUST CAME FOR YOU TO PUT A CAST ON IT.
Well, she didn't. She wrapped it in an ace bandage and suggested we call the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow. I was so frustrated. Ruby broke her leg at 3pm. We could have just drove to the orthopedic surgeon that minute. But we didn't. We went and sat in the ER for three hours for them to wrap an ace bandage around her leg. So, we decided we were quitting Las Vegas. All Ruby wanted was Taco Bell. So after waiting forever at CVS because the script the doctor wrote, didn't actually exist at any Las Vegas pharmacy we stopped at Taco Bell and went home.
She was starving, tired, and still in a lot of pain. We got her to bed and she woke up about every three hours in pain. So we decided to go to an orthopedic surgeon. my baby girl! she was in so much pain. it took quite a few calls to find someone willing to see her that day. most places were scheduled a couple weeks out. but we took her in and found it what we already knew, BROKEN! she chose a pink cast and is feeling like a big bum sitting on the couch all day. luckily gram scoobs sends a package every single day. spoiled rotten.
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