My daughter will be four at the end of January so they are exactly a year apart. :)
Yeah having to crawl back to the house was bad... It was worse when I finally made it in and looked down at my leg after laying down and realizing the bone was protruding. I think I went into shock because I stayed eerily calm, even though both kids were screaming the entire time we waiting for help.

I can relate to you SO much! My husband works TWO miles from home, haha... and he was my saving grace. He did the same thing your husband does, would come home for lunch every day to get them down for naps. I also had my mother stay with me for a couple weeks. Those early weeks were SO hard. I can remember literally crawling up the stairs to put them to bed when my husband was working his night job... it would take every bit of energy I had. And then I'd go back downstairs and get my foot up on the pillows only to have one or the other start crying.... crawl back up, hobble across the floor... repeat... I remember just breaking down one night at the top of the stairs, just sobbing saying, I can't do this, I can't do this...

Back then I could never imagine things getting better because time just seemed to move so slowly. But now I'm happy to say that I am almost fully recovered. Well, not fully, I don't know if I'll ever be completely back to what I was before. BUT I am walking in two shoes, I'm driving, I can do all the things I used to do. I do still have a lot of numbness in my foot and I'm not sure how much of that I'll regain. And I still have pains every day that shoot down my leg into my foot. But overall I can't complain.

Oh and I didn't start picking them up really until I was in the boot, which was six weeks after my break. Does your daughter talk about the accident? I know Jake, the younger one, for a while he would get upset anytime he saw any dirt or stains tracked in on the carpet. He would cry and point and say "mommy boo boo".... it was so sad. :(
In his mind it was like the blood from that day in his mind. My daughter would just draw pictures of that day... The rain, mommy, the monster in the grass.... haha... i don't know why she says that, but apparently that's her interpretation of how the events occurred...

Are you just a little over a week out? Did you have surgery? I'm sure you probably said in your first journal entry but I forgot... :)
Take it easy as much as you can, let your husband do things for you. You'll be recovered in no time.

SORRY to be so long-winded!!! :)