• Robyn

THANK YOU OTHER PARENTS

Today was a being thankful for other parents day.


Thank you other parents and grandparents at the adventure playground.

It was lovely to be back at Dinton Pastures. Despite the Covid - 2m distancing signs, it felt like a slice of normal summer again. They have a great adventure playground and my two shot off to run and climb and slide and of course fly down the zip wires. It was the first time Cleo has been there since she’s been ambulatory and she set off exploring. We went early, so it was easy to keep track of where they all were in amongst the few other families there at 9.30 on a Tuesday morning.


We’d been there for about half an hour when Sally scaled the big climbing frame. She’s pretty good at heights and called and waved from the top to where I was watching Cleo and trying to make sure her adventuring didn’t take her into the path of the zip lines.


The next thing I heard was a scream. It was one of those screams that you know is your child and you need to be there right now. The climbing frame is made of a hexagon of big telegraph-sized poles with cargo nets that go round the top and into a central funnel - like a volcano by Sally’s description. She had fallen through this bit. About 8 foot and straight onto her back.

I snatched up Cleo and dashed over, about three other adults were already almost there too. Another mum was about to duck through the bars to get into Sally but paused when she saw me. I thrust Cleo at her, “Please can you watch this one?”, “Of course”.

Sally was fine. Winded, shocked and a bit bruised, but nothing actually broken. She was somewhat white and crying, but the grandad who had seen her fall came over and got her to move her legs straight and eventually I managed to get her up on her feet and out of the climbing frame. She had a drink and sat down for a bit, but there was no recovering the park expedition. She was really hurt, and still quite shocked - and it took for us to get home and an episode of tv for normal colour to come back in her cheeks.


It’s one of the rules of parenting, possibly just of human-ing. You pick up the kids at the park when they’re hurt. I’ve picked up sobbing children there before and gone on a hunt for their parents - it’s in quite a big space with a big hill in the middle, so it’s quite easy to lose sight of your children.

Today it was my turn to be really grateful to the other parents, for the mum who held Cleo and the grandad who helped me check for injury and then to the others who told Sally that she was brave and doing really well when she was still a bit tearful ten minutes later. We all have to help each other out until someone makes the invention to enable us to be in multiple places at once, and even then, it’s nice to know when your kid falls, other people will help them back on their feet.

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