Shame my poor little neice.
She was running around at school yesterday and fell on some piece of pipe somewhere and has messed up her knee something aweful.
My sister called me in a state while she was rushing to the doctor to have it looked at and my niece was in high spirits. It was just a little scratch she said, she was doing just fine, it was just bleeding a little bit when she bent her leg etc.
It was a very different story once he had seen the doctor, she called me to say that she only had three words for me – ouchie bouchie wouchie! She got tetnus shots and had to have 5 stitches in her knee. What I loved most was that she told me she’s taking it easy for the night and is out of doing her chores! (Milking it for all its worth)
I was thinking to myself how hard it must be as a mother to see your kids hurt like this and to have to deal with these kinds of accidents in a calm, rational manner so as not to scare your child even though you are probably freaking out inside.
And I have to admit that I cannot wait for our turn one day.