Yesterday, was quite the day. Long story short, TD’s physical turned into a 4 hour stint at the hospital. Don’t worry – she is totally fine. The doctor just wanted to have a test for her that caused our wait at the hospital to lengthen.
I ended up crying.
I really did.
Am I being dramatic or truthful?
I experienced every raw emotion: impatience, embarrassment, frustration, and exhaustion.
There was nothing I could seem to do, whether by positive reinforcement or by strict reinforcement. I had food and drinks, I redirected them. I did this and I did that. Nothing seemed to make a difference.
Our time at the hospital was a MESS.
There was one point I was in a waiting room with one of the boys on my lap and tears threatening to spill past my eyelids.
Here is the question – When kids are still in training on how to behave in public – Do you just not take them to these situations and avoid them until they are older? Or do you take them to these situations more so they can learn from it? I am so torn on this. Everything in me just wants to get a babysitter next time I have to take TD to the doctor (love you Angela and Laurie!!!) – but is that good parenting? I really don’t know.
What I do know is that Jeff saw me last night. I actually cried as I depicted the way our 3 and 5 year old acted. I was blubbering. HA HA. I felt so silly to be crying. But they really pushed me to the edge yesterday.
Right now, Jeff is with them at a nearby park – that is all they really need… They need to get fresh air in their bones. They were too confined yesterday.
After the park, he is taking them to McDonald’s where they can play some more!
Jeff is just what the doctor ordered. For me AND for them.
Thank God for my husband.
He is truly my miracle man!