Finding the Good in our Frazzled Lives

It was THAT day. You know the day. The day began when I woke up precisely the moment after I had finally fallen asleep. I had only just fallen asleep because I had been very busy all night checking hot foreheads and cleaning up kids and administering ibuprofen and lying there worrying if maybe I shouldn’t have put the sleep sack on my daughter because I knew she was going to wake up with her fever raging and the sack might make her too hot. I woke up and I knew I had to get up and check on the kids and then try to get them to eat something and then wash sheets and blankets and get to the store for more crackers and ibuprofen and popsicles. And then I had to go to a doctor’s appointment for both kids because my son’s school nurse said that half of his 1st grade class had strep throat. Both my little ones’ eyes were glassy and they laid in a pile and watched Sesame Street while I called the school and called the pediatrician and packed my bag and worried some more. It was THAT day. We’ve all had it. At the Doctor’s office, we made our way behind the partition that separates the “healthies” from the “sickies.” This is the place where everything you see is probably coated with a trillion sick germs from a trillion other sick kids. And this is where my kids’ ibuprofen…kicked in. They felt good! And they wanted to wrestle! They wanted to wrestle with each other, their stuffed animals, whatever! And lick things. I mean, they wanted to lick everything. An...
Source: Conversations with Dr Greene - Category: Pediatricians Authors: Tags: Perspectives Parenting Source Type: blogs