Don’t worry, Mommy, it is not your fault

Last week when Kurt was dropping Bailey off at school she was so excited to get to class she tripped while running.  He called me after to warn me that she had an accident.  I assumed he meant potty accident.  He told me about her nasty fall and how her teacher had Hello Kitty band aids that made her feel better right away. 

When I went to pick her up I started to realize how serious her fall was when another mother stopped me in the hall to say she had witnessed the fall and all the blood and she hoped B was ok.  Bailey is a trooper and very athletic so cuts and bruises are nothing new for us.  These were definitely the worst we have had.  

When we got home I told her how sorry I was that she had an accident her response melted me and has stuck with me “don’t worry Mommy, it is not your fault”.  I love this and it is so true.  I try to remind myself that I cannot and should not protect Bailey from the world, she will fall down, she will get hurt and it is all apart of the growing process.  But even knowing this when she gets hurt I feel so guilty, if only I had taken her to school or if I had I woken up earlier they would have left on time.  

How do you get over the mommy guilt?   What is your go to move when your child gets hurt?  

3 thoughts on “Don’t worry, Mommy, it is not your fault”

  1. I have to keep reminding myself that I’m not in control of everything that happens to my little one and trust that it’s all part of the growth process. And I work on forgiving myself so that I’m not carrying unwarranted guilt and being over protective. Tough balancing act. Good job mama! We’re all doing the best we can and learning in the process. It’s so true what is said, that when you get a child, it’s like having your heart walking around outside your body.

  2. I wish I had a go-to way out of the guilt. A few weeks ago Bumbi split her eyebrow open at school and I had to take her to the ER to get it glued. I drove in a panic and when I arrived at school she was all smiles while blood drained down her face. I was devastated but she was ready to sing The Wheels On the Bus. I still feel awful about it but I know like you said we can’t protect them from every bump and bruise but it’s still hard to not feel guilty.

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