I Knew It
The day started out as abnormal as it ended, for one the hubby was home to monitor the installing of our new roof. Than I was fortunate enough to receive passes to pre screen Captain Phillips, which is an amazing movie definitely a must see. As I was driving home chatting with my hubby about how great the movie was, I heard a scream coming through the phone. And that is the exact moment”Mommy Guilt” set in. Rashad, the hubby, began to call to the children to see what was going on, but I immediately informed him in a oh so loving way that one of my baby was hurting and that he needed to go to him promptly. Can you sense the foreshadowing of a post named “Apologizing To Your Spouse…”. Although, I didn’t need to know the details I already knew what was wrong.
Why Didn’t I Know Right Then?
At around 11:30 am Wednesday morning my eldest son Romee cried out, my youngest son and I went to him. Romee was laying on our super plush shag rug with a scooter lying beside him. He told me that his arm and foot hurt. Well I cuddled him until the tears dried up, while inspecting his foot and arm subtly moving them both around to make sure noting was BROKEN. All seemed well so I did as usual, gave him a cold pack to distract him from this temporary pain.
Why Didn’t I Listen?
The day went on we read a few books and after the first one he asked me if I would “turn the pages because his hand hurt a little bit.” I thought to myself oh he is really milking this so I tickled him and told him, “Sure I will turn the page for you King Romee.” We continued reading.
Why Didn’t I Take Him To The Doctor?
That same day as I was doing some pinning on Pinterest, he came over and casually told me “Mommy my hand still hurts.” So I stopped pinning as I thought this was his true objective and pretended to be a doctor. I even went so far as to remove the head scarf from my head and make him a sling for his arm. He thanked me for my services and then said “I need to go to a REAL doctor so they can do test.” I wasn’t shocked by this request because he loves his doctor and wants to go even if he stubs his toe.
Why Wasn’t I There?
Romee and Deakin were putting on their PJ’s preparing for bed at 9:30pm that night and Romee was trying to stand on the bench at the foot of his brothers bed and slipped. This is when he screamed. As I was in my car listening to Rashad trying to console my baby I became overwhelmed with emotions and upon getting off the phone with Rashad and agreeing that we would be going to the Emergency Room when I got home, I called my mama. Yes, I said I called my mama, at that moment I needed the one person who could calm me and understood what I was going through to talk me down so I could be on my A game by the time I reached my child and it worked. We got to the ER to hurry up and wait. 🙂 By 1:30 am Thursday morning we were armed with the news that he did indeed break his arm, had a temporary cast on it with pain medicine on stand by.
Romee’s is well on his way to recovery the next day we got him in to see a Children’s Orthopaedic’s (bone doctor) and got him a cast that will be with him for the next four weeks. Yet the mommy guilt remains, but I’m not going to continue to beat myself up over this. Instead I will learn from this experience and remain the good mommy I know that I am.
Share with us the time you experienced “Mommy/Daddy Guilt”.