The Broken Leg

When our 8  year old, AJ, unexpectedly broke his left leg skiing last month, I had to adjust and learn different ways of doing things that were so normal for us before. Life had to happen at a different pace and maybe in a different way. Many lessons were learned.

Lessons learned from AJ's broken leg:

Husbands are the best. I don't know how I would have managed without Gregg. I am thankful I didn't have to-he was there when the accident happened and he is still AJ's biggest fan-pushing him ( not literally) and loving him and carrying him and just being his dad.

It's good to have siblings to distract you. When AJ was having a rough day early on, all it would take was his big brother or sister to crack a joke, and a smile would finally appear.

Someone is always, always worse off than we are.  Just walk into an Ortho waiting room on any given day and you can honestly tell your sad 8 year old-Things aren't as bad as they seem or feel right now.

Never take walking, sitting, running for granted. Exercise really isn't from the devil. I wish AJ could be running and jumping with his friends. So does he.

AJ and I enjoy homeschooling a little too much.

Lots of closets get organized when you are homebound with an injured child.

Lots of cookies get baked too. :)

Little boys in wheelchairs are adorable.

Stairs are so daunting when you are on crutches.

Praying does calm you. AJ and I prayed a lot the first few weeks when his pain was practically unbearable. There was nothing else we could do. God is good. He will heal and strengthen AJ in His time.