Mandible

Look closely at this picture. What stands out to you???

If you noticed her puffy left cheek, then ding ding ding you are the winner.

THAT my friends is what a baby broken jaw looks like.

Yes, BROKEN JAW BONE.

How the???? (I'm sure is what you are thinking)

Well, she was riding her bike yesterday, tipped over and skinned her chin on the sidewalk. Or at least that is what we thought was her only issue.

Fast Forward to this morning around 5 a.m. when Hyrum suggests I take her to the ER due to her swollen cheek and the inability to open her mouth but a small bit.

So I do

And we Wait

And wait

and get a CT scan

and wait some more (all this time I'm being tortured by Dora The Explorer with the super twin babies who fly)

and I go and get a breakfast burrito (delish)

Then the Doc comes in and says (with a wide eyed shocked sort of face) "She is a superstar--her mandible is broken"

He says superstar because she is on NO pain meds. I repeat NO PAIN MEDS. And she's not really complaining, other than not being able to chew.

He says that she is only the 2nd child he's seen with a broken jaw in 30 years of being a doctor and he's not quite sure what the exact protocol is--he has to make phone calls.

So make a phone call to Hyrum and he decides to come home from work(he's better at this stuff than me anyway)

So I wait some more, I take a little nap after I trade Dora for Martha Speaks.

Then Doc shows up and says that he has got us in to see a surgeon at Banner Desert and we need to go straight there.

So I stop by home and pick up Hyrum and we go straight there.

We get right in. The doctor listens to the story (and asks if she was wearing a helmet to which I quickly blurt YES) then shows us the CT scan of the break and explains where it is--on the back part of the jaw by a sort of U shaped joint. You can see the horizontal crack. He explains how it occurs. Then he says that he needs to check her to determine the coarse of action.

He jokes with her and makes her comfortable then looks at her jaw, checks her bite and then tells us the best news of the day which was, "She doesn't need her jaw wired shut"

He explains more details and says that because she is so smart and able to follow instructions that he is just instructing us to put her on a soft foods diet. He says that as long as she doesn't chew on anything hard (like apples) or chewy (like steak) that her jaw will most likely stay in place and heal within 2-3 weeks.

(SIGH . . . RELIEF)

He asks us if we have any questions. Hyrum asks "She sucks her thumb--is that a problem?". He answers no. And I get his attention quietly (as Josie is not really looking at me nor him) and I motion to tell her to not suck her thumb.

He kind of laughs and looks at her and says, "NO sucking your thumb."

And then we leave.

And buy her ice cream

and WHATEVER else in the world she wants

Because she's 5 years old with a broken jar and is still

a freaking SUPERSTAR.



(I wanted a picture of her with her bear from the hospital and she said no, and ran away from me and plopped her butt down here. So I came in and tried to coax her into a shot and she said, "No because you'll show your friends" So that explains her uncooperative face. And she was right--I was going to shot it to my friends.

All the money in the world

Have you ever thought that there is NO way you could have been a pioneer, with all the crap they had to put up with? ME too, until these girls. It started out as a bunco group, and now we just do whatever we want to once a month. And these girls are more than once a month friends. It's more like once in a lifetime. Sound cheesy I know. But seriously. I would walk across the plains with these girls and probably enjoy it. For reals--the coolest girls on the planet. We've been together for 7 years and not ONCE have we had a tiff of any sort. Except the time when Marlo and Lenor were pissed at each other for a couple of months ( .. . uncomfortable) but they are sisters and are allowed to do that. We just had a bunco overnight and it was THERAPY. It was like getting a dose of some good medication that makes life seem easier and the stress just melt away. These girls are the hit. Who else would attempt a cartwheel in their mid-thirties??








Did we bring blow up mattresses to our hotel? Um, heck yes. We did a lot of other things too, but I don't think I'm allowed to share.

xoxoxo to MOlly for hooking us up with this adventure

Me me me

I'm a thinker, an I can't ever shut it off, and so when people aren't talking to me I'm talking to myself, and as I was washing dishes alone while Hyrum went to get Sonic ice I started thinking about random things about myself. I usually find these things interesting when they are on other people's blogs so i'm sharing

I get immense satisfaction from pulling hair out of bathtub drains with a bent paper clip

I always have to have something covering me when I sleep

Even though I'm pretty chill, I'm a worrier and I make up crazy things that might happen to me or my family

When I have the money, I can shop all day from opening to close and then start again the next day, and then do returns the next day.

I am completely fulfilled with motherhood, and I wish others could be, and I understand that some are not, and I don't judge them, I just wish they could be, because I think they wish they could be.

I judge people whose kids throw fits in public, however, I sometimes give them the benefit of the doubt that their kid may be autistic. Come on, you know you do too.

I don't take my kids into public for the aforementioned reason.

Just kidding.

I'm not on Facebook, and refuse to, because I don't want to be found.

I love drinking chocolate milkshakes my husband makes with sonic ice and a hint of Pero. (like right now, mmmm)

I'm currently getting an "F" in parenting, in the last week I've yelled at my kids to Shut up (which I don't think is right) and I've threatened to beat the #@!* out of them if they didn't stop fighting.

I'm judging myself on that one--Parenting for the past week F

Sometimes I reach my limit of being touched for the day, and when my kids are in my face and all over me I flip and do weird ticks and things.

I love 100+ degree heat outside.

I a group of friends that I think are golden, and I really don't bother making new ones, because I'm good with the ones I have.

I make friends easily.

I'm kind of like Mr. Darcy on Pride and Prejudice, "My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever."

I'm not that bad, but I don't bother keeping bad energy around.

That said, I'm also a fiercely loyal friend.

I currently have a successful basil plant in my backyard, so if you live around me, please come by and get some for your cooking.

I've decided not to worry about my weight and measurements until Fall.

I've had 4 cream cheese frosted cinnamon rolls in the last 24 hours.

It took me 3 tries to spell cinnamon correctly.

I really want to open an etsy shop.

I wish I were more spontaneous than I am.

I want to sew, but have realized that I hate sewing. It's too frustrating.

I'm bummed that only 2 people responded to my last blog post.

Oh, and as for this picture, it was taken in Utah by Josie who told me to pose like that, do my hands like that, and although you can't see it, she had me close one eye. She wanted me at my best.