Faith in Humanity 

After a total of three hours sleep from ‘the best sleepover ever’ as my 6 year old said, we ended up with him in minor injuries this afternoon. My poor little man fell straight off the monkey bars onto his arm. 

Thank goodness the x-ray showed no brake or fracture (that would have been a fun second half of the summer holidays). 

While we were there I met two people who give me faith in the human race. 

One lovely man in the waiting area who clearly found it more difficult than most to get about as he shuffled to his chair. He noticed the boys and I beside him at the vending machine. I was trying to keep my sleep deprived children happy whilst being stick in the waiting area of the hospital and yes I was doing this with treats. My youngest really wanted the Maltesers but the machine just kept flashing ‘out of order’ at us and he was really upset about it. The lovely man offered to walk across the road to get some for him. 

How selfless of him. It clearly wouldn’t have been easy for him but he must have seen me there on my own with three boys, one crying for the treat he could see but couldn’t have, One crying in pain and one trying to help me negotiate a suitable alternative with the youngest and he wanted to make my day a little easier. Clearly I thanked him but said no I wouldn’t have wanted him to do that trip for a bag of sweets but I was touched by his act of kindness.

As we were walking to the x-ray room the lady that was leading us was stopped by a college.

‘This is your last patient today before you go home isn’t it?’

‘Yes it’s been a long day’ she said.

My youngest wanted to come in too it looked so exciting to him but of course he couldn’t come in while the x-ray was being done so he had to wait out side with my eldest and the receptionist.

When we were done the lovely lady asked if the other two boys wanted to come in and look around the room. She showed them the machine and the pictures of the x-ray. They loved it. She could have finished the job she had to do and headed home to a well earned break but she gave up a couple of extra minutes out of her day to ease mine. 

After today I feel my faith in Humanity is restored. It’s easy for the bad experiences of strangers to get stuck in our heads. Like for me when I was eight months pregnant stuck on a crowded train standing up and no one gave up their seat for the whole 30 minute journey and all I could think was Wow people can be real selffish ass holes. 

But today I’m left thinking Wow there are so many people who have so much selflessness and kindness and the world’s a better place for it. 

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I am a 28 year old mum living in Kent. I am totally outnumbered living with my husband and 3 boys but I love the fun and adventure they bring to my life. As a family we enjoy being active and to get out and about as much as possible. A little about us Me- My husband and I met 12 years ago when I was 16 and him 19. Being so young I don't think either of us expected a nervous first date at the cinema to lead to marriage and 3 children but we soon became inseparable. It can be hard staying 'girlie' in a house full of boys. DS1- DS1 is very sporty. He enjoys football, rugby and swimming but his real passion is motocross. I think hubby would have happily had him on a motocross bike the second he took his first step but he first started to ride when he got his first 50cc bike at 6 years old. Now, aged 8, he rides with complete confidence on his 65cc and is desperate to start competing. As his mother I will always worry about him no mater what he does but seeing how happy this sport makes him makes me want to support him 100%. DS2- DS2 is a real animal lover. He would love nothing more than to have a house full of cats and dogs but unfortunately for him the only pet we have is our goldfish named 'Goldie'. When we visit family who have dogs DS2 will happily sit there for hours talking, stroking and trying to teach them tricks. Computer games is DS2's favourite pass time. He was gifted a tablet for Christmas last year and now, at 6, he has my husband bugging him on tips to get new levels. To keep active DS2 really enjoys swimming. He is not afraid of the water at all and would swim every day given the chance. He has such a loving, caring personality. DS3- DS3 is, well, a real handful as most 2 year olds are. He is never short of energy and zooms everywhere at a million miles an hour on his favourite balance 'motorbike'. Much to my husbands joy DS3 is also obsessed, yes obsessed with motocross. All he wants to do is play motorbikes, wear DS1's helmet and boots at any given chance and watch the videos of DS1 riding. DS3 learns so much from his older brothers and he surprises me everyday with how daring and forward he is in so many ways.

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