Ellie's Broken Arm

I kinda forgot that I hadn't blogged about Ellie's broken arm until I read a comment on my last post that asked about it.

Yes, Ellie did break her arm. On the 14th of December while I was shaking my booty at Zumba, Kasey was home watching Ellie and Kimberly. When I got home, Kasey told me that Ellie fell down the stairs and hurt her wrist. I looked at it and sure enough, it was swollen. I asked her to let me look at it and she pulled away. "No mom! Don't touch it! It huuuuurts!!" So we iced it and called the doctor.

A few hours later we got in to the doctor's office. After telling the nurse what happened she said, "I'll give you twenty dollars if it isn't broken."

We ran over to the hospital to get some x-rays. Not only was her arm broken, but both bones in her arm were broken. She had what the doctor called a "buckle" fracture. I'm not great at explaining it, but if you are interested there is an explanation here.

She got a pretty pink cast (they were all out of purple), and we went on our way. Ellie loves having everyone sign her cast. She especially loves the "pirate ship" her grandpa drew on it.

A quick x-ray this morning showed that her bones are healing nicely, and she will get her cast off a week from today. I can hardly wait! I'm getting kinda tired of helping 2 kids pull up their pants after going potty.

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On an unrelated note: I really love this picture. I love the idea that Sammy is watching over her sisters from Heaven. I know she is!

Christmas

I managed to put up a tree and a decoration or two. (Actually, that's not true. My mom put up my tree and Makayla & Ellie decorated it.) Kasey and I bought some presents. The girls loved them!

I've been crying for the past 3 days. I'm glad Christmas is over. Hopefully next year will be easier.

Getting Ready For Christmas. Or Not.

This holiday season is proving quite difficult. More so than I expected. I'm very emotional and not at all in the "Christmas Spirit."

This girl, who every year can hardly stand to wait til Thanksgiving is over to start the Christmas music, has not played one carol yet.

This girl, who loves Christmas countdowns and advent calendars, has not bothered to dig them out of storage.

This girl, who 2 years ago had all her Christmas shopping completed by NOVEMBER!, has not bought 1 gift for her children.

This girl, who can't wait for the sun to go down and drive around town looking at Christmas lights and decorations, has only gone out once to do so--preferring, instead, to stay home with the curtains drawn.

I just can't feel the excitement that I usually do. It all feels so hollow and contrived. I'm really hoping to get it together. If not for me, then definitely for my girls.