I was an "Oops-a-daisy, up you get, rub it better and off you go" kind of mum, at least for everyday falls, grazes, knocks and bumps. My mum thought I was very hard on our boys! Anything that bled a lot, swelled too much or made them feel unwell was a different matter and warranted more sympathy and concern. I don't fuss over our GC either, but they're nearly all pretty tough cookies anyway.
One of our DILs makes an unnecessary fuss (I think) over every little bump or fall with their boys - lots of close examinations and cuddles - which only seem to make them cry even more! The youngest two have changed nursery and childminder three times because another child or an adult has spoken harshly to them. They need to learn to cope with raised voices and criticism or rudeness from other children. The world is not a friendly place, even when you're only three!
Regarding bereavement, I was 10 when my dad died. Mum told me about it, I was allowed a few tears and then I was packed off to school as usual with a note for my teacher. She was very kind and told two girls to stay with me at lunchtime. I was fine once I started my lessons. Someone asked why I wasn't really upset, I remember saying 'Tears won't bring him back'. I was more upset when Mum wouldn't let me go to the funeral, even though my younger brother attended.
I do wonder if today's parents worry about injuries being misinterpreted if a child is taken to A&E, or will they be criticised for letting he accident happen in the first place.
Parenting is never easy for every generation.