Welcome to Splitsville. This weekly column will focus on parenting after a divorce, break-up or one-night stand that didn’t end like a Katherine Heigl movie.
We all know the sinking feeling in your stomach when you watch your child get hurt. There’s an overwhelming panic when they first cry out that’s almost impossible to describe. I’ve never felt anything like it. Whether its a splinter in their foot, a scrape on their knee or a bonk on the head, child injuries are heart-wrenching and terrifying.
The most awful injuries produce large marks for the world to see. A black eye, a bruised cheek, or, Heaven forbid, a cast can make every passerby look at you like an awful person. You take an injured child into the store and people start to stare. Sure, there’s a logical explanation for the boo-boo, but its not like you want to explain it to every person you see. Even if you tried, people would wonder why you’re so defensive. If its difficult to explain to a stranger how your child was hurt, its near torture to try to tell your ex. More »