I had several ideas of what to write today, and I was going to get started yesterday.
Then Sister-Bug fell off a chair at noon, which in itself is not too unusual. She’s an adventurous one-year old. But this time she didn’t bounce back. Gentle exploration of her shoulders caused shrieking and attempts to wiggle away. Her normally cherry aspect was replaced by a groggy child who didn’t move when laid down, and who didn’t want to eat candy corn.
After a couple hours at Urgent Care, they confirmed my suspicion of a broken clavicle. Poor little girl!
My entire days are going to be different now. She can’t climb, swim, or play unsupervised at all.
|That’s what a fractured toddler clavicle looks like…|
She has to be watched with Brother-Bug, lest his adoring ministrations cause pain or re-injury. It takes twice as long to do her maintenance – brushing teeth, getting dressed, and so on. I’m not going to have the same kind of time to write and clean and do the things I do.
We will be devising lots of ways to keep an active, independent toddler fairly calm and entertained for at least two weeks. If anyone has any ideas, let me know!
So, I’m letting go of my visions for today’s blog feature, and looking at temporary re-simplifying of my life while Sister-Bug heals and we find rhythms that fit with her limitations.
|All wrapped up in a clavicle support and ace bandage. She really hates her “big band-aid.”|
I’m deeply grateful that we have a pretty simple life that can (fairly) easily flex to support her healing – no daycare to deal with, no dual work schedule to shuffle. The worst is that we had to cancel her swim lesson, and I will be staying in a bit more than usual, because getting her in and out of her car seat is very difficult. One more win for simplicity!
Along inspirational lines, I loved the idea is this blog post by SteadyMom that the ultimate goal of the day is Peace. She suggests putting it first on your to do list.From the post:
“At the top of your to-do list, write it – Peace.
If anything tries to threaten your goal, it gets crossed off immediately. Don’t worship at the altar of busyness and allow the very heartbeat of your family to suffer.
Let me spell it out as a reminder for us all:
Laundry isn’t more important than peace.
Cleaning isn’t more important than peace.
Homeschooling isn’t more important than peace.
The family budget isn’t more important than peace.”
Isn’t that just a lovely thought?