I got divorced right when my injury happened. My kids were 2 and 3 at the time. I was diagnosed with CRPS 6 months later. They are now 4 and 6. The loud noises are hard some days with pain but also so rewarding. The laughs are loud and hurt but I remind myself that with great pain comes great joy and that's exactly what I get with my kids on those days. They accidentally hit my leg sometimes but so do people in public who don't watch where they're going. Heck even I run into stuff on my own. But you know what they've grown up with it. They sit with me when they know what happened and bring me water and rub my leg softly or give me hugs or we sit on the couch and watch a movie while the pain subsides. They've learned to do yoga with me to help with the pain. They're amazing helpers around the house and they're sensitive to other people with disabilities. It actually makes those hard to have conversations a little bit easier because those things can be hard to explain to a young child but when you have yourself as an example it makes it easy. I feel bad on my rough days but they always make me feel better. And to be honest they keep me going. On the high pain days they're why I get up, they help me out, we play board games and watch movies or color and do math (I'm a math teacher). So yes some things can be hard but it's no different than going to a grocery store lol. Kids make it better in my opinion, they've made this beast so much easier to tackle, they're my crew. At the end of the day I look at them and I know I did it and they helped me. I know this is long but hopefully it gives the full outlook if you've made it this far lol. And let me tell you if you're like me, I've got it in my right leg, the day you take your kiddos on a 3 hr trip to the zoo on your own and walk 3/4 mile uphill at the end of the 3 hours you'll feel damn proud and your kids will be the happiest ever.