Protect her child – this is what I did.
Let me start off this blog post by saying “I am one fucking angry mum”. I will not reveal names or places so please do not message me for these details. I just want to know how far can a mother go to protect her child?
Recently I was out having a wonderful afternoon with girlfriends. Between us we have a lot of children and they were all over at the park playing happily. My 2 sons and 2 other boys started to knick knock up and down the street. When I was informed about what they were doing, I immediately told them off and warned them not to do it again.
Did the boys listen to their wonderful mother? You guessed it – NO.
They chose a house and knick knocked 3 times until the man inside lost all control and anger set in. He screamed at the boys “I am going to get you” He then proceeded to jump in his car and chase them in it. All the boys ran for their lives, realising that this was actually quite serious.
My littlest (who is 8 years old and looks like whippet) was his target. He drove up along side, jumped out of his car, grabbed my sons legs and knocked him to the ground. He then proceeded to pull my sons legs and arms, trying to get him into his car, all the while screaming” I am going to take you”.
Two other children came running to us shouting words that were pretty incoherent but the look on their faces told us that something was terribly wrong. I started running towards the park, screaming like a banshee, unaware what was actually happening. My immediate thought that one of the kids was badly hurt, maybe hit by a car.
As I turned the corner I could see my son lying on the ground and 3 adults standing around him. I could see a car with its door open and my heart raced as it was my son who had been hit. I screamed as I ran “That’s my son. That’s my son”. When I finally reached him I was confused why my girlfriend was angry and had pushed this man off my son. Then I realised he hadn’t been hit my a car, he was being attacked by a man and threatened to be taken.
I grabbed my boy and held him so highly in my arms, his distraught little face burying deep into my body. He was wailing. He was shaking. He was petrified.
My protective instincts kicked in and I shouted to this man, “I will fucking kill you. I will fucking kill you.” I tried to move towards him but another adult held me back, leaving a bruise on my arm.
After some major screaming, he got back in his car and left (yes we got his number plate and have made a formal complaint to the police).
I was in shock the day this happened. The next day I was angry. The next day I was an emotional wreck imagining all the worst case scenarios.
My beautiful little boy has not stopped hugging me and telling me he can’t get this mans face out of his head. He has had a couple of nights of upset sleep. He told me the following day that he feels safe around me.
I am angry someone laid a hand on my child.
I am angry I wasn’t there to protect him.
I am angry my child is hurting.
I am angry my child didn’t listen to me in the first place.
But most of all I am scared just how easily this happened.
I needed to get this off my chest, so thanks so much for listening. So how far can a mother go to protect her child?