To Watch A Child Bleed

I am what people would consider a helicopter parent.  I’m the kind of guy who simply doesn’t want anything bad to ever happen to my child.  Ever.  I realize that’s not a realistic expectation, but that’s just who I am.

Last night Ankle Biter and I were on our way into my current home for supper when something happened that was simply out of my control…but it certainly didn’t make me feel any better.

We sometimes like to race into the house…where my son likes to “beat daddy” to the front door.

Last night I was unlocking the door, Ankle Biter came tearing up the front steps.  Unbeknown to me, he had a small toy in each hand.  On the steps was about an inch or two of snow that I hadn’t cleaned up yet.  As I was trying to unlock the door, he was trying to push me aside and get through the door first.

He slipped.

Head-first.

His face hit the metal bottom of the front door.  Y’know, the base of the door itself.  He immediately began to cry.  I immediately began to panic.

The blood began to run down his chin.

I was mortified.  I didn’t know if it was his teeth or his gums or what it was.  All I knew was that he was crying and bleeding and all I wanted to do was comfort him as much as I possibly could.

In the end, he just split open his lip…but it could have been much worse.  When I close my eyes and picture it, I cringe at what could have happened and all I can think about it was I could have done to prevent it.

I know the whole deal, though: boys will be boys.  Children aren’t made of glass. He’ll survive. Blah blah blah.

Still…those thoughts did NOTHING to make me feel any better once I came home after dropping him off and seeing this at my front door:

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7 thoughts on “To Watch A Child Bleed

  1. I think our job as parents is to attempt to reasonably prevent our children from getting injured, but to give them enough freedom to learn on their own…and sometimes that means that they’re going to get hurt. He split his lip open…and sure that sucks…but it’s not like it was because you were negligent, it’s just one of those things that sometimes happen.

    And you know my girls….their motto is that having lots of scrapes and bruises means that they’re having fun! Give Ankle Biter a little freedom and it will give him the opportunity to test (and learn!) his physical limitations and abilities. I bet he’ll thank you for it someday. 🙂

  2. My eldest tripped on a scooter at school and broke her two front adult teeth off…Horror, was my reaction, it;s not like she can grow new ones. But she’s ok, she has her teeth fixed, and she’s ok. Her teeth were super crooked before the accident so now she has straight front fake teeth. heh

  3. My stepdaughter fell and bit down on her lip so hard, I thought she bit through it. It was bleeding so hard, and I thought her dad was going to pass out, but she was fine. Its amazing how much blood they can gush, though!
    Good thoughts for Ankle Biter!

  4. …and the need to protect your kids NEVER goes away. My son is 27 and he’s on his first cruise this week without me!! We’ve cruised as a family many times and he and I just went on a 12 night cruise in the Mediterranean this summer. He has lots of experience, so I shouldn’t be worried, but it just can’t be helped!

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