We are back from our annual Hahei holiday. We are back ready and refreshed for a new year ahead. Despite a lot being against us – like days of rain, huge beach swells and freaky tidal undertows– we had a great time.
The swell was huge for most of our time away. The boys still swam, Braden managed to score himself a black eye whilst swimming and both boys got caught in a rip several times. It was rough but I was proud that both of them were educated enough on what to do to get back to shore safely.
Of course Abby just did her usual happy dance on the water’s edge for hours on end.
Jacob, Abby, Braden. Love these kids!
We had a lot of rain while we were away but on the one really fine day we had, we spent the whole day on the beach – it was a huge day, lots happened and we were exhausted afterwards. On return back to the house I asked Braden if he’d learnt anything that day. Below is his list.
1. Don’t underestimate the sun. Clothing is the best sunblock. (Despite our best efforts, we all got sunburnt in places we thought we had got with the sunblock, NZ sun is vicious)
2. Don’t let anyone bury you next to the tide mark. (Following an episode where he got buried and I asked him what would happen if a rogue wave come in.. freaked him a little…good lesson)
3. ‘Defending your fort’ is the best beach game EVER. Build a massive sandcastle on the incoming tide and battle to stop the waves defeating it. Awesome fun with friends made on the beach.
4. Mum, you are so calm in an emergency situation.
“Hmmm… really?” I asked – “Yep, I was blown away by how calm and controlled you were today”. I think that comment is still making me happy every time I think about it.
And it WAS a really serious situation he is talking about. Think ambulance, rescue chopper, yep it was a biggie.
I was sitting on the beach and happened to notice a guy on hands and knees on the water’s edge. I watched really closely, picked up my phone incase I would need it and when I realised he was in a serious state, I ran down and rang 111 for the ambulance. I relayed the situation and ran along the beach and up the beach access (pays to be fit) to wave the ambulance down and then direct them back to the guy. Then I helped out at the scene for a while, until he was in safe hands.
It was a massive situation and on sitting back down with my family afterwards I knew I’d been involved in something huge, but it wasn’t until I questioned Braden on what he thought I did that was so good, that I realised what a good example I’d probably been to him. I was actually using what we had been through as a lesson – those of you that are parents will know what I mean. Talk it through, learn a lesson from the nasty situation.
“You ran and called 111 and told them about the problem. I saw you give the phone to his friend, talk to the sick man and order some big guys out of the water to carry him up the beach a bit. Then you took the phone back and run up the beach to get the ambulance. Then you ran down the beach carrying ambulance stuff. You hugged that lady and got the bucket of water that they needed. You made sure there were people watching us kids so Dad and Thomas could carry the stretcher back up the beach, I was like, wow Mum you are so calm”.
I replay this conversation in my mind constantly. We’d just talked in my last blog post about being an example for our kids and it makes me proud that I did well in front of them. I’m not after praise here. It’s not a praise-worthy situation because it’s what we would all do in the same situation and there were lots of other people helping, it was a huge team effort. But how cool that Braden came to that conclusion about my actions. We talked a little more about how the key to maintaining control and coming out of a sticky situation is to remain calm and think things through. Even when panic takes hold.
And the freaky thing is that Braden told me after getting caught in a small rip yesterday that he used my example of remaining calm and taking control, even when panic tries to take over, to help him out of it.
Funny how things work out sometimes, huh?
Laters.
Oh! – for those that are wondering. The man was a retired aged local. I thought about him for the entire week we were there, as he was taken away in a serious condition in the rescue helicopter and I had no idea what was actually wrong with him or if he was OK. I learnt yesterday that he had a heart attack while diving and luckily made it to the waters edge. It was very serious, he is out of danger now, but lucky to be alive and is currently recovering in hospital. Happy days.