October 12, 2009
In these litigious days, its a wonder that child-raising texts are not obliged to warn of the true dangers of having children. Does anyone recall the chapter in Benjamin Spock's classic Baby and Childcare that discusses parental injuries?
There have been many accidents since the arrival of Argy and Bargy; from the relatively minor (rolling down the stairs atop a Matchbox car .... who-oo--ooaaaa) to the more serious. The injury list includes a broken toe (accidental stomp from a size 5 foot); one broken rib (overbalancing picking up a boy); the poke in the eye (deliberate) and the elbow sprain (the tricky drop-while-holding-hands manoeuvre).
And today? There was a collision with the 9.42am seat express. A train of chairs appeared out of nowhere - I honestly never stood a chance. I'm sporting a big bump and a large green bruise right smack in the middle of my shin. And it hurts ... even with the pink pony bandaid.
Parenting is a dangerous business.
Brought to you as part of Tinniegirl's Blogtoberfest - a post a day in October.