It's Broken!! :(

So, I hate to follow up Savannah's birthday photos with this next post. I was supposed to spend this weekend in Charleston for a girls' weekend. My fist weekend leaving Savannah. But we ended up spending the day very differently. Yesterday, Savannah was sitting in her little chair- only about 12in. off the ground- and leaned forward like she was going to pick up something off the floor and fell. Cole and I were both sitting at her feet, but we both thought the other was going to catch her and so neither of us did :( It was the smallest fall. More like a roll, but she cried for longer than usual and seemed to hold her hand kind of funny. She didn't cry when we moved her arm at all, but when she tried to crawl her right arm would kind of collapse and she would bury her face in the carpet and cry- so sad! So we took her to her doctor, hoping that by the time we got there, she would be fine and we would be told that we were being paranoid and to go home, but no such luck. She played with the trains in the waiting room, held toys, and seemed fine during the doctors examination. She made a small flinch when the doctor pushed her hand backward, but no sound. So, the doctor put her up on the table and had her crawl for a toy and as soon as she put weight on it, she screamed! So we were sent to the ED at the hospital and had x-rays done. These sound painless, but they were miserable! Probably worse for me and Cole than for Savannah, but the whole room scared her. And, of course, the first x-rays weren't good enough, so we had to go back to the room and do more. And after calming her down from the second round, they wanted a third set done! So frustrating for all three of us! We were still thinking at this point that they would say "it's a sprain, keep her off of it for a few days" but, again, that's not the news we got. She has a "subtle fracture" in her wrist. Very small, but will still need to be immobilized and put in a cast :( By this point, she was way overdue for her nap and sick of everyone messing with her wrist. We were put in a room with a TV and a bed so she could lay on my chest and watch cartoons in a dimly lit room. This was exactly what we needed! She calmed down enough so that when she was fitted for her temporary cast she didn't make a peep and let the doctor do his job, which was a great relief for her mommy and daddy's nerves! The nurse gave her an orange popsicle when everything was over, so we left with an orange-face little cutie with an arm like Popeye's. We'll go see an Orthopedist early next week to get the hard cast put on. Here are a few things I am thankful for in this whole situations. First of all, it was after her first birthday. If she had a cast for the birthday, she wouldn't have been able to "dig in" to her cake. Something that would have been very sad for me! Second, we have her forward facing in her new carseat now that she's a year old. We just got the car seat this past weekend. If we still had the old one, it would have been miserable, and probably painful, trying to get her arm in and out of the tight straps. In the new carseat, we can make the straps stretch really long to get her in and out. Third, it's spring. The cast will be hot, so I'm glad it's not July or August. And her spring wardrobe is much more acommodating for wearing with a cast on. I had to cut the arm off of her pajamas so she could get into them. If it were winter, I guess I'd have to do a lot more altering to figure out a way to get her cast through a sleeve. Now we have an excuse to wear all of her sleevless summer dresses! Fourth, it happened about 15 minutes before Cole was going to leave for work, so he was able to call in and go with me. I do not know if I could have done that alone. He has the best boss in the world, who even told him to stay home after we got back from the ED, which was such a gift, because I was emotionally drained and did not want to be dropped off at home alone for the night. Thank you, Pam!! And the whole experience has made me so thankful that we were only in the hospital for an afternoon and got to leave with a happy baby. Watching your child go through something like that is torture! It has convicted me to pray more for parents who have to see their children go through surgeries and hospital stays. Yesterday was hard enough.
She has been crawling around and playing with toys as if nothing ever happened. Yesterday on the ride home, she tried to rip the cast (ace bandage) off with her teeth! But since the, she has paid very little attention to it, thankfully. Here are some photos of her that I took this morning in her high chair. She still holds her cup the same and uses it like normal.
Smiling at her funny daddy...And, on a lighter note, Savannah learned to say "Baby" yesterday morning before the fall. She says it very clearly and points out babies on TV or in books and says "Bay-Bee". Here she is giving her baby some milk. She is such a good little mommy.