I'm finally done with Christmas. My "labor of love" turned out to take longer than I estimated, so I've been on Photoshop instead of the internet for the majority of the last week.
We got flu shots for the girls on Tuesday. Monday night I decideed I'd talk to Mia about it. I asked her how well she liked throwing up in the toilet the other day. (We've all been sick around here. Plus side was Mia learned how to tell when she's about to hurl. She was sitting next to me and said "Mom- I think I have to puke." My first instinct was to ask her where she learned the word puke. But I repressed that one and told her to hurry and put it in the toilet. She ran over almost in time and got most of it in the throne. A little was on the floor- but hey- I'll take that over carpet scrubbing any day!) She looked at me funny, and I could tell she was thinking, "Is she going to try and convince me that was FUN?" She shook her head. I told her that if we went to the doctor we could get a shot so she wouldn't have to throw up again. She looked suspicious. I told her that shots hurt for a second- like when Anya pinches you. She decided she didn't mind throwing up- especially since "I'm not sick now!" I didn't expect her to look forward to an injection- I just didn't want her to feel ambushed the next day. I was curious how she would handle the trip to the doc.
Luckily, I'm really ditzy, and forgot I'd offered to watch Mia's best buddy at the same time. So instead of just saying "We're going to the doctor, now!" I got to say, "We're going to pick up Abby and go to the doctor!" She didn't blink an eye, and we actually got out the door a little early.
In the waiting room, Mia stopped playing for a moment and looked at me with a solomn face. "I'm getting a shot." I don't know what this says about me, but instead of feeling sorry for her, I was really proud of the fact that she knew what was coming, and was being so brave about it. I just nodded sympathetically and said it would be okay. I just love getting to know this new person. She introduces me to myself a little each day. I had no idea.
She ended up getting the mist sprayed in her nose. Bree cried for a second. Anya whimpered a little. We have to go back and do it again in four weeks.
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whew! I was about to send out a search party! Glad you're back.
People think I'm crazy but I always tell my kids ahead of time what is going to happen. Sometimes just before we go to the Dr (I have a few that would have more anxiety than necessary if I gave TOO much notice) and I think it helps develop trust between parent and child. I hate that the nurses want to use code words and sneak the needle into the room. I don't ever want my kid to worry I'm "setting them up!" Good call momma..great minds must think alike! Oh, and thanks for the nice comment on my blog! you're way nice.
Sorry to hear about the sickies that ya'll have had...and sorry for writing a book in your comment section...peace out!
She is definitely a little intelligent individual. It's hard to remember she is only 3. I'm excited for you guys to get here!!! Maybe the girls will remember me...
It is always great getting to know our kids. Rhondalue alludes to a time away..........I too have not blogged much lately. Glad I am not the only one who has to step away at times.
I too like to always be up front aboput everything. I dont hard sell it but I do not nsugar coat it either.
Have a great day!
I do the same thing with Abby. Also, I hold her during her shots which I was strongly advised against doing many, many times. AND I always tell my patients what I'm going to do too. I never sneak up on them and stab them. Although, that does sound like a fun game now that I think about it.
Three-year-olds are fascinating creatures, aren't they? And I'm WAY impressed Mia made it to the toilet. My six-year-old struggles with that!
Oh, and this post was an excellent reminder that I need to call the doctor and get Sadie back for her flu booster! Thank you!
I'm glad you're on the up and up! When we moved in to our house, the bathroom was carpeted. One session of the stomach virus was enough to ripe out the whole bathroom and redo it. Since then we've slowly been getting rid of carpet... I think the Venezuelans are on to something by having tile or cement floors.
Glad that you are alive. I've missed you!!
ALli got that flu mist too, but she was so ticked off by it that she couldn't stop crying. I guess she doesn't like things up her nose... (unlike her little sister!)
Sucks to be sick. :-(
But it's kinda nice once they can recognize when it's coming and alert you, and maybe get to the toilet on time.
Yay for her on that one!
And kudos to her for being so brave, too. ;-)
Curious about what you little Photoshop project was, though....
That's great, not one of my kids has EVER even come close to making it to the toilet! I do the warning about shots too. I can't stand the "How dare you?" betrayed look from my babies and they seem to do just fine.
Sorry you've been sick :(
They have nose mists these days? Clever doctors. Glad you didn't flee to the Bahamas never to blog again. Though feel free to flee to a tropical paradise just as long as you blog...and maybe we can go along with you.
And I'm excited for your Labor of Love!!! I look forward to it every year :)
I hated the ambushing thing, too. When Brie had her tonsils out we told her it was like cutting a part of her finger off and would hurt for a few days. She was glad we told her like that. She was 8. The other 2 still have theirs. Mik has strep and the doc offered to give her a shot and at age 14 she threw a fit and has horse pills to swallow. She can't swallow pills well. I would have gone for the shot!! Brie and Kass have a high pain tolerance and Mik has NO pain tolerance. It's sad when little one's are sick.
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