A couple of days ago I took the kids to their yearly check up at the Dr. I knew there would be shots involved and I had done my best to prepare them. I am not sure "preparing" them was really the best, but I thought I would try to be controlled and honest letting them know that they might feel a little stick, but then it will all be fine. Yeh, RIGHT. Allyson first - she did panic a bit, but I only had to hold her somewhat and she was done. Trevor's turn - well after seeing Allyson's panicked look, he was already beside himself with anxiety. I go to pick him up and put him on the table and he just puts his little sandal clad foot up, right into my stomach and starts yelling - NOOOOOO. I was kinda freaked out - I wondered if I should get on to him for kicking me, laugh and play like he would be fine or just chunk him up on the table and get it over with, I think I did all three as the nurse called in extra reinforcements. Can I just say how bad I felt for all the children waiting in the rooms anywhere near us - really anywhere in the building. What they heard probably will never be forgotten, Trevor screamed bloody murder and didn't stop until we left the building. Poor baby, poor Mommy!
Jenna had her shots a couple of days after, she had 3. We had to stay in the room and could not leave for awhile because she was very light headed and was considering fainting -they know us well at the Dr. Office, yes, family with drama. She did recover enough to leave the building without incident, thank goodness. Just very glad it is all over with! Whew!
Funny when you look back on it...kinda.
