I'm So Blue

Tired baby after 7hr of running around to doctor's offices.

 Poor little PT, he had an awful fall yesterday and broke his leg. I was absolutely beside myself with worry when he got hurt, I tried all my mommy-tricks and when he didn't calm down I knew something was really wrong. I didn't see him fall, so I was thinking the worst, and in that respect it was a relief to find out it was just his leg. It's so hard to see his cute, chubby little leg all wrapped up in a cast, but I am thankful for all the wonderful care he received. I'm thankful to live in a time with x-rays and water-proof casts; and to know that it's just the next few weeks that will be hard, not the rest of his life. He has been so good about it too, he is one tough cookie. He is already trying to crawl on it, just having trouble sleeping and moving about, because it's so heavy. Hopefully by the end of the week he will be scooting around and pulling up again, I don't think it will keep him down for long.

Still smiley!