My mom, Spy and I spent 4 hours in the emergency room today. Mom picked Spy up from school and she noticed he wasn't moving his arm. To make a very long story short he dislocated his elbow - also know as Nursemaid's Elbow - and was in a lot of pain. I was incredibly relieved when the x-rays came back normal and the doctor just walked in, snapped this bone back into place and viola, Spy was using his arm again in under 10 minutes.
Sitting there in the emergency room with him asleep on my shoulder made me think about how lucky I really am to have such a beautiful child. I know my last post was not so positive. Re-reading it now I realize how easily I become overwhelmed when even the smallest things do not go as planned. Today, however, holding my little one in my lap surrounded by the sick and in pain, I was so thankful to have him in my life, and I was begging, pleading to God for him to be OK. And he was OK. So I am going to do my best to try and not let the little things get to me. I am going to do my best to see every temper tantrum in a positive light. I am going to do my best to make sure that Spy knows how much I love him and how he means the world to me.
Don't sweat the small stuff, isn't that what they say?