Today’s Trauma

So I ended up back at the ped’s office today with Tia because she screamed all afternoon with her hand clutched over her ear. Never mind that we were just there on Friday and I asked the covering doctor, who I do not like, (our doctor doesn’t work on Fridays, and for some reason my kids always get sick on Friday) to go ahead and prescribe Tia antibiotics along with Sloan since I knew that she would develop an ear infection. That doctor wouldn’t do it because she felt Tia just had a cold at that point. Grrrr…I wish they would listen to mother’s intuition now and then! Anyway, I took Tia in and of course they wanted to check her ears to be sure. Well, Tia hates having her ears looked at. She freaks out if you come near her ears. She won’t even let me take her temperature with an ear thermometer. And to make matters worse, she has terribly waxy ears, which means they always have to try and clean them out. Needless to say, this did not go well. That child is freakishly strong. I was literally laying on top of her, trying to pin her down as she screamed and thrashed. Finally, the dr. had to call in not one, but TWO nurses to help me hold her down. When she still couldn’t get the wax out, they had to try washing her ears out. Meanwhile I’m almost in tears and all I want to do is scream, “Just give me the freakin’ prescription!” Finally, they clear just enough wax out of one ear to be able to see that yes, she does indeed have an ear infection…and since that wasn’t even the ear she had been holding all day, we assume it’s a double ear infection. Gee, didn’t I tell them that’s what it was when I called them three hours earlier! I appreciate that doctors want to be careful not to over-medicate children, I really do, but for the love! Just listen to me now and again! It was traumatic for both me and my sweet girl. I told Lee I’m never doing that again. Anything that has to do with her ears is his job from now on because I was a wreck afterward. It sucks holding your kid down while she’s screaming Mama. At one point, I leaned over to tell her everything was alright and she grabbed my face and started hitting at me and trying to scratch me. She was trying to hurt me! She was mad. Poor baby. But now we have the antibiotics and I’m praying this nips it in the bud because I don’t want to go back there. Of course, now Landon is all congested and is having a hard time sleeping. Probably another long night for us. I know this is just a season of life, but right now it feels like it’s never gonna end…

Tia Tales, Part One

Warning…The story I am about to post is gross…really, really gross.

So it was a fairly nice day today – chilly, but the sun was out, so I decided to take the kids on a walk. I got Tia all dressed and ready and sent her outside while I bundled Landon up and put him in the Baby Bjorn. When I came out, Tia was chewing on something and looking at me with that guilty look, which is never a good sign.

Assuming she was eating a piece of dog food (something she is prone to doing), I asked her to spit it out in my hand. When she did, I almost threw up. It was not a piece of dog food, but was, in fact, Landon’s umbilical cord, which must have fallen out of the garbage can.

Ewwwww…I am gagging even typing this out. Sometimes I wonder how children survive childhood!