Last night, I took the kids to do some trick-or-treating for Halloween. Tim wasn't able to go with us because he hurt his back ...so he stayed in bed!
The night started wonderfully! We met up with my friend, Rebecca, and her two kids at a local church for their "Trunk 'r Treat" event. The kids LOVED that...they got TONS of candy and didn't have to do anything except hold open their bags!!
From there, we went to my friend's house- Connie. She told us the house across the street was "safe" and to go over there for candy too! So, in the dark, the kids and I ran across to the other house. EVIDENTLY, in the dark, it was next to impossible to see the step on their sidewalk leading up to their house! I found it the hard way as I was running... I fell... HARD!!
I landed first on my knee, then ever-so-gracefully, down onto my chest/ribs, then my arms slapped the concrete. All I could do was cry. I rolled off the sidewalk and onto the grass. The kids stood around me... Xander kept asking if I was okay. I was crying... it hurt ... BAD. I used my cell to call Connie to come help me, but she didn't answer, so there I was- laying on the lawn of her neighbor...unable to move. The wind was completely knocked out of me. I didn't know what to do. At that moment, it occurred to me that my kids were just as shaken up by me falling as I was...but in a different way. They were all not just standing around me and checking on me, they were crying too! They said that I scared them and they didn't know what to do. Bella just started saying, "I just want to go home!" Xander kept rubbing my arm.
I finally composed myself...now that I realized I scared my kids. I got up off the ground and we walked... slowly... back to the van. While driving home, Xander was still crying- the other kids were over it! I asked him why he was still crying...
"Because mommy, you scared me. And just sitting here thinking about it again makes me cry all over again. I don't like to see you hurting. Mommies aren't supposed to get hurt!"
I landed first on my knee, then ever-so-gracefully, down onto my chest/ribs, then my arms slapped the concrete. All I could do was cry. I rolled off the sidewalk and onto the grass. The kids stood around me... Xander kept asking if I was okay. I was crying... it hurt ... BAD. I used my cell to call Connie to come help me, but she didn't answer, so there I was- laying on the lawn of her neighbor...unable to move. The wind was completely knocked out of me. I didn't know what to do. At that moment, it occurred to me that my kids were just as shaken up by me falling as I was...but in a different way. They were all not just standing around me and checking on me, they were crying too! They said that I scared them and they didn't know what to do. Bella just started saying, "I just want to go home!" Xander kept rubbing my arm.
I finally composed myself...now that I realized I scared my kids. I got up off the ground and we walked... slowly... back to the van. While driving home, Xander was still crying- the other kids were over it! I asked him why he was still crying...
"Because mommy, you scared me. And just sitting here thinking about it again makes me cry all over again. I don't like to see you hurting. Mommies aren't supposed to get hurt!"
His big heart makes me proud. I told him that I appreciate how much he cares for me...that it means a lot to me that he hurts when I hurt. I love that kid so much. It made me sad that they were all so scared... may this mommy NEVER get hurt in front of them again... because...
MOMMIES AREN'T SUPPOSED TO GET HURT!
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