The Joy of Being a Mother

The kids were sick. Again.

Like a good mother, I decided to put them out of their misery and take them to the DR. Upon our arrival to the Dr's office at 12:40p, I find that my son has had an accident in his underwear, in his car seat, in daddy's car,  which is sans a diaper bag. Super.

So, I go to the receptionist, ask for a diaper, wipes and gloves and off we go to the bathroom. Stripped the clothes, cleaned the area, wrapped soiled clothing in gloves. Bam!

Ten minutes, two kids in and out of the bathroom (one half naked now) we sit down and wait. 20 minutes after that I hear “MOMMY! I need to go POTTY!!” Same child, we go sit on the potty. Ten minutes later, our name is called and he’s not done yet. So we wait some more. 5 minutes later, we are all done with the bathroom, hands washed and we walk back and the crying ensues. Weight done, symptoms checked, DR comes right in. Right on track! Its 110p.

I proceed to hold each one down. First one: Check breathing, throat and ears. Bam!

Next one: Check breathing, throat, ears. Ba-

Wait, dr can’t see inside the ear, they need to flush each ear clean. Umm…ok. So my son sits on the table and the screaming ensues yet again..for ten minutes. While I’m sitting on top of him, a nurse holding his head, and a nurse flushing the ear. TEN, minutes! All clean! Great! I’m exhausted.

Dr comes back to check the ears. More screaming, you get the idea..and...

Nothing. Both kids are fine. 

It is now 204p. We leave the same shame-filled way we walked in, get in the car and drive home and this is what I found...

 

Upon arriving at home and seeing my beautiful children sleeping so peacefully, I breathe a sigh of relief that I, too, will now get a moment’s peace. Hallelujah!

I put the car in park and…

 

 

”Mommy? Where we going now?!”