Mother adrenaline

We went to church this morning and, as is our custom, I walked with Connor and D walked with Kendra.

There's a revolving door at the entrance. D and K were through already, and when Connor and I walked through, he must have stumbled because next thing I knew he was on the ground with his leg jammed under the revolving door which continued moving, about 10 cm up his leg.

At this point I would like to thank God because there was a gap of about 50 m before the next people behind us.

Connor started screaming.

I'm sorry to say I also screamed ("D, come help!") and I think my scream alarmed him even more.

I pushed my hand under that door (don't know how it fitted - mother adrenaline?) and tried to grab his leg loose.

Didn't work.

Then I heard someone say, "take off his shoe" and I pulled off his shoe and manually moved his ankle and leg.

(D told me later it was another man who came to help - I didn't even thank him properly!)

Next thing the leg was out.

By this time I was sitting on the floor of our little quarter and giving Connor lots of hugs and kisses.

And then we got up and I carried him out of there to children's church. Of course I wanted to just be with him but they ran into the class (still LOVE this) and told us, "bye Mummy, see you later", so off we went to church.

He was fine once his leg was free.

But I was not.

I couldn't stop thinking about this all through the worship and the beginning of the message. I actually had to give myself a mini talking-to so I could focus.

Children are so resilient - I was giving him all these extra kisses thinking about what could have been....................... and he was running along, talking nineteen to the dozen (do you use this phrase?).

D and I have just spoken and he says he felt so helpless and useless.

Interestingly enough, years ago our pastor pulled a heavy, 6-ft high gate off her daughter. She is not huge, nor does she have huge muscles so it was also mother adrenaline and God :)

So how was your Sunday?

PS Last Sunday was 20 and we wore jerseys. Today is 26/27 and we're all in shorts and T-shirts. My kids have lots of beautiful new t-shirts to wear - ALL gifts from last year's birthday and Christmas.

PPS My friend sent me a text and says, "I come alive in this weather" - LOVE THE PASSION.