The Greatest Doctor In The World

I love, love, love our pediatrician.

The story:

Monday night The Squishy One woke up screaming. I mean screaming. She scared the crap out of me. She said she had a bad dream and her ear hurt. She didn't have a fever or anything so I wasn't really sure what was going on. She told me she needed an ice pack and a bandage. Um. Ok. So I gave her Tylenol, an ice pack and a bandage. Of course they didn't help. She then starts screaming, "I want Dr. M. I want Dr. M!" She's no idiot she knew Mama and Daddy couldn't do jack for her. She finally calmed down and made me promise to call Dr. M first thing in the morning. (Sometimes when I talk to her I forget she is only three because she talks like she's grown.)

First thing in the morning I call the doctor. We get an appointment for 10:30. All morning she is perfectly normal. I mean exceedingly normal. We go to the doctor. When we get called in I explain to The Best Nurse Ever- J what happened. She cracked up when I told her about wanting Dr. M in the middle of the night. I feel like an idiot for bringing her because she is so obviously fine. J does her thing- no fever, seems fine, doctor will be right in. We then sing Christmas songs.

In my mind, "Oh brother, you've turned into one of those mother's who brings their kid in for nothing. Good going, he's gonna' think you're an idiot."

The Greatest Doctor In The World comes in. Squish greets him like her long lost best friend. She is so happy to see him. I tell him the story. He looks in her ear and says, "Whoa! She has a monster ear infection!" (Simple diagnosis- one reason to love him)

He then goes out of the room and comes back in with little bottles. "Give her this while I write out the prescription. I don't want her to have to wait." (Reasons 2 & 3- concern for her being medicated right away and free samples!)

He gives me 2 prescriptions- a once a day antibiotic and an ear drop. (Reasons 4 & 5- once a day antibiotic and the ear drop has a pain killer in it- no pain, always good!)

He then tells me, "It's a good thing you brought her in. Don't ever worry about bringing her, that is what I'm here for. Go with your instincts." (Reason 6)

I am sooo glad he is our doctor.

Make a Mama Proud

Conversation with the Squishy One last night:

"Mama, I'm thinking I want to be a Mama when I get big."

"You'd be a great Mama."

"And a doctor."

"Baby, you can be anything you want."

"And a polar bear."

"Oh...well, maybe not that."

"I'm a Cowgirl, Mama!"

I took the Squishy One to a petting zoo today. It was small but they had some cute animals. She got to ride the pony twice since they were not busy. She was so thrilled. It was so much fun to watch her.

They had a small pen with a goat, a calf, a sheep, two chickens and a small donkey. She was in the pen with them petting her little hands off. All of a sudden she got this funny look on her face. I asked her what was wrong. She said, "Mama, I smell something. Something bad."
Well, kiddo, that is what animals smell like!

She had a good time and it was something different to do. Also, it was free and free is good!

I Don't Like Mondays

I don't know about where you are, but it's raining here. Again. It is going to rain all week. I am thrilled. If it's not raining then it's too wet to go outside. My little one is an outside kid and if I can't get her outside to run off some of her energy I am going to go crazy. She is going to go crazy. It's not going to be pretty.

Simple Things

On the way to daycare, we are stopped at a red light next to a major construction sight.

"Mama! Look! A big dump truck!"

"Mama! A biiiig digger!"

"Mama! Another big dump truck!"

"Mama?"

"Baby?"

"We saw a big dump truck, a really big digger and another big dump truck....We sure are lucky."

Yeah, we are baby, very lucky.