I have always considered myself to be a free spirited parent. I would also say my parenting style is very development focused. So there are a lot of things I allow my kids to do all in the name of “development.”
I let them get in the sandbox whenever they want because the sandbox is good for their development. I replace their dried out Playdoh on a weekly basis because Playdoh is good for their fine motor skills. I also let my kids try new and challenging things at the park because gross motor development helps brain development. I was okay with them doing all these things until recently.
Two days ago my son Samuel fell hard in the park. He fell so hard we took him to an emergency clinic for evaluation. He screamed after he fell (which is a good thing) and I picked him up to console him and to see how bad the injury was. A few minutes later he fought me to let him go. I thought he wanted to sit down. Next thing I know he started chasing a squirrel alongside his brother and fell again! Then I started screaming in the park because I just couldn’t take it anymore.
Thankfully the doctors said he’s okay but I’m not sure I can let them “explore” the way I used to anymore, especially my boys. I am not sure my heart can take it. The next day I did muster the courage to take them back to the park (although a different park) and we played, but we played at lot more cautiously.