I’m not sure how much I can write about the episode that ends with my two-year-old son breaking his tiny, precious little two-year-old leg. If I tell the truth, it’ll show that I’m somewhat mad at my husband for judgment oversight. If I ignore the details, I can tell a tale of how parents can avoid this happening to your child.

HMMM.

Truth hurts.

We are having a quite lovely day at the local theme park, grandparents in tow. My son is having a blast, although a bit tired from skipping his daily nap. It’s afternoon, and we’ve successfully navigated most of the park. The only place left to visit is the playground. We walk by and don’t stop. My motherly instincts says it looks a bit too much for a toddler. Then, I rethink it and decide it’s OK because I see several small slides and things to climb on for kids his age.

We go in and have a blast on slide number one. Mommy takes him, then PopPop takes a turn, then Daddy takes him on the slide. Then, Daddy says, “let’s try something else.”

I think to myself, “I’m going to sit this one out and read up on where we can go for dinner.” I sit on a rock, take my book out and proceed to “take five.”

When I get up I see my husband and son climbing up a steep rope netting to a tall, tall slide. I call up to my husband, but he doesn’t hear me. It’s too late for my opinion. They go down the slide together. When they come up, my son is crying. This is when we leave.

My son falls asleep on the ride home and we decide to take him to the night-time pediatric clinic (if you don’t know about these places, learn about them! They are amazing and let you avoid the ER). After an hour and a few X-rays, we learn that something is wrong and the doctor orders his leg splinted. It’s not until Monday morning that we learn it’s an official “crack” that requires a full-leg cast for four weeks.

My husband feels terrible about the situation and I’ve gotten over being mad. Thank goodness our son is in great spirits about all of it. It’s just one of the many things we, as parents, have to deal with through a lifetime.

It’s been almost three weeks since “the incident,” and I’m fine with it now. We’ve all gotten over feeling like rotten parents and realize that little legs twist, bones break and there’s nothing we can really do about it.

Lesson for parents: When in doubt, sit it out. When I originally wrote this post my recommendation was to be more cautious, but the reality of the situation is that we never know what’s going to happen and it’s what we do after “it” happens that counts.

The mom blog site, 5 Minutes for Mom, is having a blog party and I’m joining in. It’s a networking party that I can share my goals about helping women with more moms. After all, that is why I blog.

Since it’s a party, we’ll need cake. You can read my post about my trials of baking a specialty cake for my son’s birthday — I struggled with making it, blue icing wedged deep under my fingernails, staining my fingertips. After it was over, I was soooo glad I did and have a picture to prove it! It’s a super cute car-shaped cake that took waaay too long to make, and was devoured waaaay to fast, but was totally worth all the effort.

So, as you can tell by now, I’m a mom and I have a son. I also work full-time and believe in balancing work, life and family. Although, you don’t have to be employed to need to find balance in your life. It’s not easy for any of us to do, but I use this blog to help me keep balance in the forefront of my life. In doing it in blog form, I am able to help other women realize they aren’t alone in their quest to get things done, and have fun doing it too. I post every week day so be sure to stop here often. Read more about me here.

And, since this is a party, I should send a shout out to all the Internet peeps who regularly come here to read my posts. *shout* THANK YOU *shout* WOOT! I really appreciate your support and hope that you get as much out of it as I do each day.

Here are some of my favorite posts:

• ‘Thomas the Tank Engine’ is ruining my night
• Is our account screwed up or is my dear husband just not paying attention?
• Observations from my two-year-old
• Family yard day turns into family lazy day
• Crib tent helps parents and child sleep (with photo)
• I was recently interviewed for an article about trends in American families
• Read my most recent posts.

Answer: When he has to go to the ER and comes home with a cast on his leg!

Another famous actor is dead. Heath Ledger died yesterday and we don’t know why. Well, there reportedly were drugs near his body at the time of his death, some reports are speculating it may be suicide or drug overdose. Whatever the reason, it’s sad. Tragic actually.

Heath’s daughter, Matilda, is only two weeks older than my son. I can’t imagine my son not having his father around any more. At this age, kids call out for their Daddies (Mommies too). What will Matilda do?

I’m always surprised when famous people suddenly die. Didn’t he have everything? Good looks, daughter, fame, money. I don’t know the reason for Heath’s death, but it only goes to prove that life is short and that you never know what people are going though.

That person who lives across the street from you — the tall, dark and handsome one that drives the Beamer, whose wife stays at home with the 2.5 “perfect angels.” That person. You never know what’s lurking behind his doors. There could be serious issues. You life may not be as bad as you think. You can’t compare yourself to anyone else.

Let’s just be happy to be who we are. Hug your kid today.

I finally got certified in Infant and Child CPR and First Aid this past weekend. It’s two years overdue, but better late than never. Why I waited I’ll never know, but thanks to my friend Andrea, I finally went. She and I have children the same age and kept on each other to finally get certified. If we hadn’t talked about it, I’m not sure I would have ever made it to the class. Having a friend to go with makes it easier too.

We learned complete CPR, including the differences between adult, child and infant cases. We also learned about burns, poisonings, fractures and other ailments so that we are prepared for calamities that we surely will be faced with as our children age. I feel better knowing how to deal with serious issues now.

As I’m sitting in class I’m wondering why more people don’t get certified. with all of the disasters we have in this country, we need people to be trained properly to assist in emergency situations. Not just rely on the Red Cross to fix things. How many more people could we save if more civilians like you and me were certified?

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