Even though summer is nearing an end and night time is arriving earlier, we will still make sure we have plenty of time outdoors to let the boys enjoy being children. They get climb trees, crawl in the mud, find sticks and bugs and inevitably there are a few falls and bumps.
I’m not a believer in wrapping your children up in cotton wool when they are outside, I personally let them explore and enjoy the natural environment without worrying too much about getting dirty or bumped. Although I do prefer it if they don’t literally roll about in the wet mud!
We never take a first aid kit out with us on excursions, although I really should bring a few wee things such as some plasters, antiseptic wipes and a small bandage. My eldest, at 3 years old, crashed into a concrete pillar of a small bridge whilst speeding down a hill on his balance bike, fortunately he was wearing his helmet, but he still broke his sunglasses and suffered a bad cut to his forehead. I didn’t have anything but tissues on me at the time, so as after a quick cuddle and a little cleaning to see how bad it was he went back on his balance bike for 3/4 of a mile to the doctors. A nurse cleaned him up and gave him a couple of butterfly stitches for the wound. We didn’t have a first aid kit with us and even if we did I doubt there was anything I would have used at the time, anything serious tends to be something to take to the doctors or minor injuries.
So although we are used to a few injuries here or there I’m never too worried about the boys getting hurt. Mr O knows by now to look for dock leaves if he gets stung by a nettle and all Mr A needs when he hurts himself is a quick kiss to the hurt body part and then he’s off and running again!
Over the years I have took part in many first aid courses for a variety of jobs, and by now a lot of it has sunk in and I really hope that I would be able to call upon that knowledge in a time of need. Health and safety of my children is important and even though I don’t want to stop them being children and learning through life experience, I still like to know that I can be there to help them when they need me.
How do you cope with rambunctious children getting bumped and bruised?
* This is a collaborative post.