Week 1- Thursday and Friday

I woke up Thursday morning at 4:48 am, my heart was racing. I was having a panic attack and I just started crying hysterically. I just kept thinking about Mason, my poor, little, innocent monkey-man restricted and not being able to do anything. This was killing me! I was freaking out! Again, a million things were running through my head- what if the break hit a growth plate and he doesn't grow correctly, what if he has a limp, what if he can't play sports or run, how long will it take him to walk again, does he have weak bones and this could potentially be a long term issue???? How am I to cope with all of these 'what ifs?'. Why am I the one crying and he's the one smiling.... Shouldn't I be smiling too? Mason was so strong and didn't seem to care what he had just been through, but for me it seemed like the end of the world? HELP! I never fell back to sleep and woke Mason around 8am.

Jessica, our nanny for a few days arrived at 8:30am on Friday morning. She has years of childcare experience, but hasn't had any experience with a child in a hip spica cast. She walked through the door with stuffed animals for Mason to play with and homemade play dough! She helped me feed Mase breakfast, entertained him on his beanbag and just kept him company while I attempted to unpack, do laundry, the dishes and other household chores. She was a lifesaver, not only was she keeping Mason company, but me too... I found it so difficult to be alone with him and not talk to anyone. Jessica helped me lift and flip Mason as he's not allowed to stay in one position too long. By 10:30 or so, we flipped Mason on his tummy to his little Thomas the Train couch and Jessica and Mason started playing with play dough. He loved rolling the pieces into little balls and counting them. They were having a ball! I was feeling so good at this point! I fed Mason lunch around 11:30am as normal and then Jessica left for the day- I was so thankful that she would be back in the morning. By 12:00 I wanted to start to get Mase organized for his nap... I changed his diaper, and finally Mason had pooped. He hadn't pooped since Monday (most likely from the morphine), so I was over the moon (sad that these things excite me)! Not only did he poop, but it was solid, so there wasn't a huge mess. I'm dreading the day when he has a messy poop and it leaks out of the diaper into the cast... OY- G-D help me! After the diaper change, we continued with our normal bed time routine and finally he put his head down to sleep. It took a while for him to actually fall asleep. Mason usually naps in his crib, but I can't carry him upstairs, so the living room is where nap time will be until his cast comes off.

I woke Mason around 4ish and a few friends came over to keep us company! Mike also arrived home early, which was a huge treat!!!

Dinner, sponge bath and bed... Mason was asleep by 7! I'm so happy that we are able to stick to the routine! I was in bed early as well... I wanted to write in the blog, but by 9:45 my eyes were slowly turning into heavy weights!

I woke up Friday morning in better spirits.... No panic attack thank GOODNESS!!! Our day was very similar to Thursday, except that we actually left the house on Friday!!! A friend of mine let us borrow her big Mountain Buggy Stroller that was wide enough for Mason to sit in comfortably! Jessica and I took Mason and PJ for an hour long walk around the neighborhood! It was such a treat for all of us! When we returned home, Jessica and Mason played with play dough and I continued to do more chores. The rest of the day was the same as the day before...