I’m a Boy Mom. Triple blessed Boy Mom.
I’m so tired of the comments people make about 3 boys and no daughters.
So I’m going to climb down my soapbox… . .and tell you that one thing that goes with this territory is
I’m sure most parents have needed to take their kids in for a few. And I’m not saying that girls are any less clumsy, reckless, injury prone. There are plenty of girls that get injured and need x rays. I just doubt most days, if they need them for the same crazy reasons as boys.
Yes, we’ve needed plenty of X-rays for sports related injuries, but there’ve been some that were from ‘extra-curricular’ activities. Two of which were sledding related.
Yes, my sweet gorgeous boy had a literal run-in with a pole while sledding. Off our back patio. Really? A 3 feet drop off our snow covered patio and a bird feeder pole did this. Perhaps, the running start might’ve played into it a bit. Orbital bones X rayed. Thankfully, no fracture. (and he healed very well. He only has one small scar on this eyelid under his eyebrow to remember this accident)
And the time a bigger brother pushed a younger brother into a structure in the McDonald’s Playland during a school McTeacher’s Night? Collarbone x rays. Thankfully, no fracture.
(And the bigger brother shed a lot more tears than the younger brother. It was quite an evening of emotions…but beautiful in it’s own way to see the love and concern that was felt.)
The leg that crashed into a bush at the bottom of my brothers awesome sledding hill while on the sled with my dad? (Thanks for telling him to bail out Dad! ;)) Thankfully, no fracture.
And all these experiences? Same boy. He’s had 90% of the X rays in this family.
For a momma who spent hours of her childhood playing in a darkroom while her dad took and developed X rays at the local VA hospital, X rays don’t faze me.
But as a triple blessed Boy Mom…I’ve learned 2 important things:
X-rays are inevitable.
No fractures are not.
So I pray that if and when the reality of X rays are needed, the results will be negative.
But either way, I will rejoice with the joy and thankfulness for my triple-boy-blessings.
Because whether their bones are whole or broken, my God is in control, and He loves them even more than this momma ever could.
And that is the greatest blessing I could ever hope for.