
And so begins our life with a baby boy. This is far from Finley's first time getting hurt and I'm sure it won't be his last, but this weekend he fractured his clavicle.
He was playing on the couch and must have underestimated the surface area of the cushion. He tumbled to his doom, the whole 1.5 feet onto our carpeted living room floor. Who knew you could fracture anything but your pride by falling off the couch? It was a rough night, due to his fussiness we couldn't tell if he was getting sick or if he was really hurt. He didn't want to move all night. In the morning Mike noticed he was eating breakfast with his left hand (not his usual preference) so we took him to urgent care. They ordered an x-ray and the technician told us it looked like a fracture of his right clavicle. We went to the Dr. and she confirmed it. He has to wear a harness to keep his shoulder in place and keep him from moving it in a way that might hurt.
As you can see he is looking very pitiful and unhappy. He is a true invalid. Or maybe when Mike broke out the camera he flashed those pearly whites and said "cheese" as if all was well??? He is doing great! He doesn't seem bothered at all with the harness, what a trooper. Through his first one and a half years he has shown us nothing less.
On a great note...he has been taking steps all weekend, he took three all by himself on Friday and has only been increasing the number since then. He's not going to let a little clavicle fracture get him down!! More pictures to come of that!
Have a great week and pray for more walking!