Sledging


From the moment you find out your pregnant, the majority of mothers will do absolutely everything to take care of that precious little life you're growing safely inside the comfort of you're cosy, warm womb. We spend stupid amounts of money on pregnancy vitamins, v-shape pillows, adjustable seat belts so we don't squash the bump and Schloer, don't get me started on that. Unless it's Christmas and on offer you need to re-mortgage or apply for a loan to purchase a bottle of that stuff, £3.99 in the local supermarket now that Christmas has passed. Seriously, if you're planning a baby, stock up on bottles of the stuff in December while its only a quid! We religiously take folic acid and stop lifting heavy loads. We won't even eat cheeses such as Brie or Camembert at the risk it may be laden with Listeria. From the moment of known conception we are programmed to assess the risks and hazards of harming our unborn child.

Once the babies here, It just gets worse. You're paranoia goes into over drive. Before the baby is even able to find its own feet you've got a baby gate at the top of the stairs, and bottom, and you've seriously asked your partner if you should put one half way up, you know, 'Just in case'. Safety is paramount and in true military style you are going to protect this child from danger. This child will not be harmed, not on my watch anyway.

As they grow older the cautiousness continues, watching them play from only a footstep behind. I often find myself shouting, 'Careful, don't fall', as though they're planning some almighty stunt move before my very eyes, crossing the living room floor can be tricky.

Ill be honest here, I don't have the most squeaky clean record of child safety myself but even I ensure they wear sensible footwear in bad weather or a helmet when they're on their bike.

So this leads me nicely to my point. Why then, given all the above, do we forget all inhibitions, throw caution to the wind and shove our children down a ridiculously steep hill, covered in ice or snow, on a flimsy piece of plastic, with a rope if you're lucky and the possibility of landing in a pile of dog turd at the bottom?

Yesterday, this is exactly what we did. We left the house, both me and the hubby, three kids in tow, two on the sledge and were both actively surveying the area for the steepest, slipperiest gradient we could find to shove our children down.


At the time, I thought nothing of it, but in hindsight if we took away the bit of measly snow that had settled, we'd just knowingly pushed our three children down a banking! Push you're child down a hill, whilst you stand at the top watching the accident unfold as they fly off the sledge, slice their arm on a discarded rusty can of Carling, slide through dog shit and run over their own smaller sibling who was sat at the front of the sledge to take the full on hit of the barbed wire at the bottom and call it sledging and that's absolutely fine. Luckily this didn't happen to us, but I'd say there was a pretty good chance it could have had I assessed the situation with my usual heightened sense of health and safety precautions. I mean, sledging doesn't even require a helmet, yet a scoot around the block on my sons Thomas the tank pre-school scooter requires a full on suit of armour. It's ludicrous.

As though that wasn't enough, it gets better. After willingly risking the lives of our children we decide that its a good idea to join them on the sledge. Without a second thought we clamber on board a 10 mm piece of plastic that we are far too big for, shove on as many kids as we can manage, baby at the front to take the blow should the worse happen and set off down a snow covered hill with absolutely no control of its direction and no means of stopping. My husbands yelling his 'sledgers top tips' from the bottom, advising me to put my feet in the sledge for better speed and balance. Put my feet in the sledge? I can barely fit my arse in it, never mind my bloody feet, and not forgetting a child too. Approximately 17 stone with a small child included, flying down a hill on a plastic concoction, probably 3 times too small for my size and it doesn't take rocket science to work out that it isn't going to end well.

So why do we do it? In a word, FUN. We sledge because its fun. It provides you're children with shrieks of delight as Mum flies off the sledge for yet another time. It teaches them to take a risk every so often, to let their hair down, to be a child. The reason I think we board a sledge so willingly ourselves is because it takes us back to our own childhood, our inner youth, and allows us momentarily to forget the pressures of day to day to life. For that moment you are completely on the same level as you're child, same aims, same goal, and you laugh. You laugh like no one is watching (hopefully they aren't) and you live in the moment. For that moment, you are connected and you taking that risk and ploughing down that banking on that piece of plastic means the absolute world to them.

So take that risk, live for today, live for the moment. GO SLEDGING!






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19 comments:

  1. YES! I want to go sledging! You are right though, when did we go from being so protective to flinging ourselves off the edge of a snowy mountain lol!
    Shame the snow down south is always RUBBISH!
    Thanks for linking up to #coolmumclub - I have snow envy x

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    1. Our snow just won't go! Thank you for reading x

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  2. Lol, I don't fit in N's sledge, and we failed in our attempts back in December because the snow was too soft so the sledge just sank.

    I think the no-safety side of sledging just proves that actually most kids are fine just doing things without worrying about health and safety. N wears a bike helmet when we're off the farm. But he doesn't wear one for scooting or anything else. #coolmumclub

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    1. I definitely don't fit in my kids sledge haha but I sort of 'perched' on it, maybe why I fell off lol xx

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  3. ��this made me laugh. I haven't been sledging in years, something I need to rectify because it is amazing fun and I know the kids would love it. Thanks for linking the #Thesatsesh

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    1. Hahaha. We all have that inner child inside us. Yes get out there and get sledging lol. x

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  4. So much fun!! We went to finland and the teen stopped being a 'TEEN' to play with his younger sister and sled down the hill outside our cabin. Every time we went back to the cottage, they'd vanish. It was such a fabulous part of the holiday. The youngest got her big brother back for a few days and I got the joy of them being happy together again. #KCACOLS

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  5. We have a great sledding hill in our back yard. Many a winter day is spent there! #kcacols

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  6. Cool! Love this; especially your children’s goggles! #anythinggoes

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  7. We were exactly the same, however we didn’t even have a sledge we used a TRAY!!! *hangs head in shame* our video on YouTube is pretty funny though! #BigPnkLink #AnythingGoes

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  8. Hilarious description of the perils of sledging with the rusty can and the dog mess. But sledging really is such fun, I love it. It made me laugh when I saw people doing it on the tiny hill in our local park - I grew up in the Brecon Beacons in Wales - now that is good sledging country! #bigpinklink

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  9. This is quite possibly one of the funniest posts I've ever read and I also love your take on risk too. It's so true isn't it? My heart goes into my mouth every time our 8 year old scoots along, getting faster every day (thank goodness the dance festival's over - I couldn't cope with the possibility of a broken limb in the run up that for much longer!). And yet the snow comes and it's full steam ahead! #kcacols

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  10. This is so funny and you're completely right! I missed out on sledging this year because we have a 10.5 week old with a cold so Daddy took our son out and I stayed in the warmth with Spud. I love sledging and the snow though....when it first settles and is lovely and fluffy and white. Not when its ice, mucky and slippy! #KCACOLS

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  11. Love this. There is a fine line between being cautious and trying to bubble wrap our kids. if every once and a while that line blurs, so be it! #KCACOLS

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  12. Great post, the grandkids love sledging , I haven’t been on one in a few years but we did all go dog sledging in Finland last year which was amazing #KCACOLS

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  13. #thesatsesh took my son and hubster sledging - Mr F suggested I got on, I said I was ok...he forced me and IT WAS AMAZING!!! Glad I met that man lol. Totally agree, crazy fun is best.

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  14. I live surrounded by hills but no bloody snow! It missed my part of wales at the weekend. #kcacols

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  15. Haha brilliant! It's so true though, we went sledging and there was a barbed wire fence at the bottom but luckily there was a big drop right before it to stop them! They had the best time though. :) Thanks for linking up with the #bigpinklink this week.

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  16. We've never actually taken the boys sledging but yes I totally see your point. A bit of snow and we suddenly let down barriers! #KCACOLS

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