Ellen McCarty
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My 2 1/2 year old son was jumping on my bed with me on it and jumped on my back in the area of my kidneys. I stopped him to explain the dangers, adding that someone could be hurt so badly, they would have to go to the hospital.
He frowned and looked thoughtful then said, "Mom, you really would have been hurt if you got hit in the head with a surfboard like me--and I couldn't find my way out of the water--and now, I'm a LITTLE boy."
I asked him some questions and got some further details before he got frustrated and ended the conversation.
He said he was a SURFER (not a swimmer) and his tone of voice was rather indignent. He said he was a BIG boy then, and shook his head as he repeated that he "just couldn't get out of the water." I asked if he remembered where he lived and he said "wowee" then "owee" then got frustrated and said he couldn't say it. I asked if he had the same name then and he said, "Mo-om (like come on Mom!), my name was different" and when I asked what it was his demeaner shifted quickly and he dismissed the conversation saying "I don't remember now."
my son is now 4 1/2. He has spoken about the event from time to time unprovoked over the past 2 years. About 6 months ago, he was with me at the chiropractor and began to tell the doctor about his life as a surfer. He just started sharing it (very matter-of-fact again) and spoke about the size of his board (long, I believe) and pointed where the board hit him, and how good he was doing surfing. The chiropractor asked if he remembered anything else, like smells...his response was to laugh and say "Dr. P! I remember the smells of the ocean...but my board didn't smell!"
He also says things to me like.."Mom, tell me again...why am I so little again?"
I tell him this is a new life and he gets to grow all over again! I also remind him...Life is supposed to be fun!
He frowned and looked thoughtful then said, "Mom, you really would have been hurt if you got hit in the head with a surfboard like me--and I couldn't find my way out of the water--and now, I'm a LITTLE boy."
I asked him some questions and got some further details before he got frustrated and ended the conversation.
He said he was a SURFER (not a swimmer) and his tone of voice was rather indignent. He said he was a BIG boy then, and shook his head as he repeated that he "just couldn't get out of the water." I asked if he remembered where he lived and he said "wowee" then "owee" then got frustrated and said he couldn't say it. I asked if he had the same name then and he said, "Mo-om (like come on Mom!), my name was different" and when I asked what it was his demeaner shifted quickly and he dismissed the conversation saying "I don't remember now."
my son is now 4 1/2. He has spoken about the event from time to time unprovoked over the past 2 years. About 6 months ago, he was with me at the chiropractor and began to tell the doctor about his life as a surfer. He just started sharing it (very matter-of-fact again) and spoke about the size of his board (long, I believe) and pointed where the board hit him, and how good he was doing surfing. The chiropractor asked if he remembered anything else, like smells...his response was to laugh and say "Dr. P! I remember the smells of the ocean...but my board didn't smell!"
He also says things to me like.."Mom, tell me again...why am I so little again?"
I tell him this is a new life and he gets to grow all over again! I also remind him...Life is supposed to be fun!