The Daily Hailey

One day, I’m going to update the blog about what everyone is up to, but these days, I know its very Hailey heavy and Dekker heavy. Its just a season of struggle for some of us, I suppose. But today is a Dekker story, so at least you have a little break from talking about me! Lol!

Poor Dekker. He’s back into normalcy this week, walking to school, going out for recess, participating in most everything. And today, he got his first scare since his break. I knew it would happen, because any little bump or jostle really sets him off. They rarely actually hurt, but they scare him. And today, it finally happened at school. 

Dekker got hurt on the slide today. Of course it was the slide 🙄 Why wouldn’t it be the slide? But he was going down, and without warning, someone flew down the slide behind him and rammed into his back. Just kids sliding. Nothing new. But he FREAKED. 

The office admin called me and started with “Hi Hailey… I don’t know…” She was at a loss. He wasn’t in pain, but he was very very upset. She was very careful to tell me she was obviously not a doctor, but that Dekker was using his arm and shoulder and seemed totally fine, but completely out of sorts. I asked if I should be coming to get him, and even he didn’t seem sold on that. He just wanted to sit at the office and cool off. She he did. He ended up taking his math work and doing it in the office, as well. He was carrying a textbook, concentrating on his work, etc. He was fine. But I received a call about a half hour later saying he really wanted to come home. So we brought him one. Only one hour left of the school day. Or the school week, really. No school tomorrow. 

Its hard for me to judge. I don’t want to be a mom who comes running and takes her kid home after a scraped knee or a slip and fall. But I also want to be sensitive to just needing to be away. I had those days in school, and my mom was always understanding of it. That’s not to say I just got to stay home whenever I felt like it, but there were days where I (pardon my millenialism) just couldn’t even. So I stayed home. And Dekker has been truly enjoying being back at school, but today, he needed to come home early. 

I asked him if he was really hurt, or really scared, and he admitted easily, immediately that he had gotten really scared. And I can feel with that. Of course it was back on a slide, and I have no doubt he was just imagining that collarbone break all over again. I’d want to come home, too. 

Judgement calls are hard. I may have five kids but I’ve only been doing this mom thing for about 8.5 years. I’m no expert. I hope one day I’m more confident in these decisions, but today, I’m at peace.