Hello hello readers,
I hope y’all had a fabulous weekend! It has been a rough few days over here in the McAlpin house to say the least. This mama is emotionally spent!
Our little man Hogan fell off the monkey bars out at the T-Ball fields and broke 2 bones in his arm. I am not sure who is more traumatized by this incidnet – me, dad or Hogan?! I have to admit, I definitely experienced the worst emotional pain TO DATE this past Friday at the orthopedics office as a mommy.
Back track: Thursday night we rushed Hogan to the ER as his arm was clearly not right after the fall, and according to his deathly screaming. We spent a good couple of hours there receiving care and getting a makehsift cast/splint until we went to see the orthopedic in his office on Friday morning. The night was long, the sleep was short (aka didn’t happen) and my poor baby was in some serious pain; not only physically, but emotionally as he didn’t understand what was going on and why he couldn’t take the cast off and why I couldn’t make it stop hurting for him. Dagger after dagger through mama’s heart.
I am tearing up, crying as I type this because I feel his pain. I know it hurt so bad and I couldn’t do a damn thing. He had those baby blues pouring tears asking me to help and make it stop… and I couldn’t.
Flash forward to Friday morning: We are at the orthopedic’s office, but not before we stop at Target and buy him a HUGE lego set and some monster trucks as we know what is about to happen. Luckily the breaks were clean and Hogan is young enough that he will heal and regenerate bone growth quickly… so no surgery needed!!! WHOOP WHOOP! But we did need to pop both of the bones back in place and that in itself had both me and my hubs crying hysterical. Hogan was screaming as loud as I have ever heard him scream, “mommy to please make them stop, it hurts so bad, please mommy make them stop” – forever will be cemented in my memories. Thankful for my mask and me holding him facing away from my face towards the doctor, Hogan couldn’t tell how scared and sad I was too. Momming ain’t easy y’all!
And here we are today. Monday. It was a rough fucking morning! Please excuse my language. But for the people that know me, know that fuck is my favorite fucking word, ha!
My phone alarm was on silent. We woke up late. Hogan didn’t want to go to school and had a complete fucking meltdown. Screaming, kicking, freaking out, rolling around and all that fun stuff that comes along with toddler meltdowns. I am not completely sure what was going on in that mind of his, but I am sure between the start of a new school and this “fun adventure” in a cast (which BTW is on his dominate right hand) he wants to stay home so he can be in the comfort of mommy getting all that love… and have access to all his new lego sets 🙂
So how is your Monday going?
PS – CBD all weekend long for this tried as a mother…CannaMom!