Not Rain, Not Snow, Not Broken Ankle- NOTHING will stop a MOM!!
Jul 26 '00 (Updated Aug 02 '00)
This epinion is very special to me because the category of Motherhood is one that I obviously have ties to being the mother of two sons. I have been a mother for 3 1/2 years now and have been through a lot in these 3 1/2 years but just lately something happened that really showed me just how good at it I am and what it really means to me.
8 weeks ago I was jogging in the State Park behind my house while my husband was at home with our sons. I fell and broke my ankle. I was a mile into the park. I heard a "crunch" sound and somewhere in the back of my head I knew all along that I had just fractured some bone in there. I sat on the ground for a few minutes hoping someone would come along and then I called out for help but did not receive any answers. Then, I stood up and took a step. Then another. Then another. I could have sat and waited for someone to come along, I could have kept on screaming until someone heard me. But, I didn't. I kept taking steps and soon enough I had managed to hobble the entire mile out of the park and back to my house. I opened up the front door and collapsed.
When I told my husband what I had just done he was flabbergasted. He couldn't believe that I would walk a mile home on a foot I knew or at least suspected was broken. He asked me point blank " What were you thinking or should I say not thinking?
I sat there not knowing what to say. I realized I never even thought about it when I stood up and walked home. I never gave a second thought to the pain or the fact that I had a daunting mile ahead of me. I didn't think. I just reacted because I knew I had to get home to my children. Without putting any thought into staying or going at all I knew instinctively that staying put was not an option. Staying put and waiting for help would have meant worrying my husband and children, my children especially my 3 1/2 year old would not understand why mommy didn't come back from jogging. He would be afraid. He would be fearful. Somehow without even thinking about it I made the option I felt I had to make and that was getting home and getting home THEN.
So as I sit in front of my husband trying to answer " What were you thinking or should I say not thinking" it came to me. I was thinking like a MOM. Nothing mattered more to me, obviously, then getting home to those kids and not rain, nor snow, nor broken ankle was going to stop me. They say that in times like this moms have been known to lift actual cars off their children without ever feeling the weight. When I thought about it I had NOT felt the pain of my ankle. Suddenly sitting there I blurted out " It didn't hurt. I don't know why. It didn't hurt". My husband asked me to stand up and take a step. I did. Unbearable pain.
As I think back about it it amazes me but at the same time it doesn't. I am a mom. I am my kids mom. I need them and they need me and nothing will ever get in my way.
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