Accidents happen.

My gorgeous boy has injured his leg. We went to Let's Play! On Wednesday morning, the indoor soft play centre that we go to at least 3 times a week, there are bouncy castles, slides, great ball pools, it's clean, great staff and sells lovely healthy fresh snacks for the kiddies.

Jacob went on the bouncy castle with his older  cousins Ben and Madison and was having a great time until an older girl of around 5-6 years old decided to push him over, after quite a hard shove Jacob flew and landed on his right leg with quite a bit of force and at an angle. Madison grabbed him and carried him over to me, where I knew instantly this was not the usual rough and tumble incident where he'd be running around again in 3 minutes. He was screaming, and screaming and screaming. He had his arms wrapped tightly round my neck whilst I tried to work out where he was hurt, eventually I worked out that every time I tried to put him down he couldn't walk and was unable to put his right leg on the floor. After a quick nap because he'd exhausted himself crying so much, we went straight to the hospital where he had an X ray and strong painkillers, the X Ray came back showing no obvious breaks or fractures but did show a massive pad of fluid just under his knee, so with the fluid signalling some sort of trauma, they had to go ahead and treat it like a fracture anyway.

My poor baby is now in a plaster cast and getting more and more frustrated by the hour, he's had it on for 2 days now and is struggling massively, as I am too. We are due to go back to the hospital on Monday for another X Ray, providing the results are good, the cast will be removed. I have everything crossed.

We are due to fly home on Thursday, I was starting to pack and get ready, mentally unpacking all of our lovely things that have been in storage for nearly a year! Ready to move into our new house in Ealing (we are West Londoners now daaaahling) I was totally excited.

And now I'm just stressed. And guilty as charged. Why the hell did I let him on that bloody bouncy castle?! I'm normally overbearing my protective, yet the one time I relax and let him go and play!! Grrrrr. 

Anyway I'm just hoping and praying the X ray comes back positive an we can get on with our lives! In the meantime we are bed/house bound watching movies, playing trains, and having day time naps together which I've not done since he was a newborn. 

Get well soon Jakey- Doodles!! 

22 months.

Jacob is almost, in the words of Taylor Swift, twenty twoooooooo..

Flipping hell where is the time going?!! He'll be 2 before you know it, and boy don't I know it (called the terrible twos for a reason) HOWEVER he is bloody funny at the moment, he chats constantly about roo's and cheese, and toast and juice, and dinosaurs. He sings all day long (fave song at the moment 'Waltzing Matilda' thanks Daddy!)

So proud of the little person he is becoming, he's so smart and switched on, it's like he knows something I don't.

Which he probably does. Little bugger.