Things Keep Piling

Around the beginning of February Uriah started to limp, like maybe he had stepped on something and hurt his foot. We thought nothing of it, little ones bang their knees all the time, and we decided to wait and let it get better on its own. Well, a month later and the limp is worse. Uriah was walking like one leg was shorter than the other, and he couldn't even run without tripping over himself. He looked so clumsy, it broke my heart. I thought sure that there must have been something wrong with him. So I set up an appointment with the pediatrician, who checked things out and took some x-rays. When we got home from the doctor's the limp looked even worse than it did before. I wondered if, when they twisted his legs for the x-rays, they had aggravated whatever was causing his limp even more. When the doctor called to tell me that the x-rays showed that everything was okay, I expressed my concern that the limp had gone on for so long and now it looked worse, so the doctor decided we needed to do a bone scan. We took Uriah up to the hospital where they gave him an IV and injected him with radioactive calcium, which would light up his bones in a scan. We played around on the pediatrics floor at the hospital for about 3 hours, did the scan and then went home. Uriah was such a good boy, he didn't even move an inch during the scan. That night the doctor called to tell us that the scan showed no injuries and that we should take Uriah to a physical therapist. I decided to wait a week to see if Uriah got better, because we were already racking up the bills just by doing x-rays and scans. Wouldn't you know it, 4 days go by and Uriah is walking and running just like any normal kid.
I felt ridiculous for having gone through all that. I guess I am a mother. Did I over-worry? Did I do the wrong thing? Part of me says yes, but part of me knows that if there had been something wrong and I didn't do anything about it, I never would have forgiven myself. It's better to be safe than sorry, and even though Uriah's bills just added to the ones I still have from having Jordyn and having my gallbladder out, I am happy to know that my son's legs are complete and whole.

In other news, Jordyn has been sleeping all night for about 3 weeks now. It sure has helped Jared and I get the sleep we need at night, and we even took down the bassinet and moved Jordyn to the crib in her own room. I am still a little paranoid and I always check on her before I go to bed, if I have to get up in the middle of the night for something, and before I go to work, but she has always been okay and is such a good baby. She is a very happy baby and always smiles and talks to me. Uriah loves to give her hugs and kisses all the time, and sometimes tries to hold her and pick her up. If we lay her on the floor he will sit down next to her and play with her. He likes to rub her head a lot. She has short, fuzzy soft hair and I think he likes to touch it. I thought I could never be happier than I was when I had Uriah, but seeing Uriah play with Jordyn, even though she really can't play back, makes me happier than I've ever been. Having more than one baby is one of the best things that has ever happened to me.