I found this post in my drafts. It’s been over a year since I wrote it and I think I missed hitting the publish button…..

I do…. Even though she’s 13 now and very brave. P came home 2 days back with both knees , 1 elbow and 1 palm very badly bruised and she was very excited about it. “Mom all 4 limbs!” That day I got a call from her friend from school in the middle of the day saying that she’s hurt herself. P was in the background and laughing and screaming “No Ma I’m fine”. So I thought they were trying to play a prank on me. I just said ok send me pics. P was laughing and cut the line and that’s all I heard from them. I just assumed it was meant to be a prank and laughed it off. But when I saw P get off the bus my heart sank.

School had done first aid and 1 wound was worse than the others. P could hardly walk straight and was finding it difficult to come down the bus steps also. When we got home I removed the bandage they had put to apply some medicine….. and my eyes were filled with tears as I peeled the bandage off from the wound. Luckily it wasn’t stuck and came off easily. Once before the bandage was badly stuck on the wound and dried and I had to put lots of water on it for it to come off…. But it still hurt like crazy.

The worse part is we are going for a holiday on Saturday 😫. We were so excited and the kids were going to get to use the pool after this long spell of the pandemic. Now the doctor says “better to avoid” I haven’t told her that yet but she’s going to be sooo disappointed.

Point is even after all these years I can’t see the sight of my kids being hurt. I still cry when they’re hurt badly and in pain. I guess that never changes whatever their age might be.