Boppin' Along

It's been a very long couple of weeks full of pain, medications, resting, new sleeping positions and my new best friend, the boppy pillow. Usually used to breastfeed Babies, this pillow is a soft crescent shape and has worked perfectly for sitting on and wedging between my knees for comfort during my healing phase. This thing has been everywhere with me! At the dinner table, car trips, visits to friends, the futon, in bed, Easter dinner, watching the boy's egg hunt, and even at church. The one place I wish I didn't need to take it is to bed. It really limits my sleeping positions and I just want to sleep how I choose again. I tried to lay down without it wedged in my legs last night, but I couldn't even fall asleep without it. So back to bed it came.

Bending over to pick up the house is extremely limited. I can only squat down a few times before I've had it and the floors are still covered in toys. It's better than the first week though! I used to not be able to bend at all, and walking was slow going. I'm finally sitting more, as opposed to laying on my side. Oh, and get this! A whole week after the fall, a bruise showed up? My doctor said it's completely normal for these types of injuries and the contusion took so long to surface because of how deep it is.

I'm mainly doing activities that are waist level and up. And of course whatever the kiddos need. I've been cheating and started holding my sweet W again, and as sore as I am it feels so great in my heart! The first time I picked him up after a whole week, he hugged me tight and buried his sweet little face in my shoulder for what felt like forever.

Here's what I got bored and did this week:

Ice Ice Baby

Our concrete stairs, they are the devil. We were on our way out to run a couple errands and just as I got to the last step two things happened at once - Brother Bear proudly announced he was going to get the mail and began booking it down the driveway, and I yelled, "No!" trying to hurry and stop him when W and I fell together on the icy concrete step. I fell straight down onto my bottom in order to avoid dropping W. Oddly enough I didn't spill a drop of my Pepsi - talented I know. Buuut not quite talented enough to not break my coccyx.

The immense pain was a dead giveaway that I had broken it. So instead of a trip to the local grocery store, I was in the ER. Before I received the pain meds I told Dan this hurt worse than labor pains. And that's definitely saying something. Up until yesterday I had never broken a bone in my life. This is something I could have went without experiencing! No excitement over here. Dan got me a foam donut to sit on but I swear the thing is harder than a rock and has more of a slit than a hole in the center. Suffice it to say I'm more comfortable sitting on the toilet all day. A big thank you to our loving church family for the meal train this week. You guys are a huge help - thank you!