Monday, October 25, 2010
"mum...it was a real hug...I got a real hug!! "
(my youngest son with his dad..)
:: upon going to bed, my eldest son ran upstairs breathless and happy. "mum! mum! I got to hug dad! And it was a real hug (demonstration quickly followed...). He gave me eight of them!!!!"
:: he was so happy, and by the look on his eyes, you could really tell just how much he needed it.
It has been two weeks since their dad's cycling accident, one that I had been told should have been fatal. And along with this type of accident comes not only the physical pain from recovery, but also an emotional one of how to handle it all. Being told "not to get too close dad", "watch where your leg is kicking!", "be careful how you walk past dad", "daddy can't play right now" on a regular basis to two young boys can be quite challenging emotionally on both the kids and parents.
:: I'll be honest. It has been tough. My eldest son's symptoms have skyrocketed these past two weeks, as the overall change in the flow of the house has made him quite uncomfortable. I don't always remember to step back and look at what is really going on, and will often react to his outbursts with my own sense of frustration. I have to remind myself that we are all in some way affected by this accident, and my eldest son just has a tougher time expressing it.
:: When he finished giving me the exact play-by-play of their hug, I could see just how much this has affected him.....more so than I had realized. He needed that hug. Dad needed to give that hug. I needed to see those huge eyes light up when told about that hug.
:: We are thankful....ever so thankful that the accident ended the way it did. Yes, there will be quite some time of rehabilitation ahead of us, but that is nothing compared to what it could have been. No brain injuries, no internal damage......he will be o.k.....he just has to get ready for the massive onslaught of hugs!