Mgazi had to get her polio vaccine last week. She screamed. She kicked. She did not bite me, but just like last time she got a shot, I had the distinct feeling that she wanted to. In the end no amount of cajoling, cuddling, bribing, or threatening would calm her down. So I plopped her on my lap, pinned her arms to her sides with a bear hug, and yelled at the nurse, “GO GO GO!”
It wasn’t pretty. And all she got in the end was an effective defense against a horrible disease and some measly stickers.
As we left the office, my five-year old was sniffling from the indignity of it all. My seven-year old, who had been waiting in the waiting room, was miffed because “some crazy baby was screaming like crazy in one of the rooms and I couldn’t hardly read my book! Mom, it was awful!”
Hmmm.
In the car:
Zaffy: Hey! Why did you get three stickers?
Mgazi: mumble mumble sniff mumble
Zaffy: I don’t think that’s it. I’m awesome and I never got three stickers.
They are so adorable!
I will never forget taking my niece to the doctor’s for vaccination (unfortunately I do not remember for what exactly) and she was just sitting there, swinging her legs and the nurse looked down to see her wearing two different shoes as a pair. I felt so bad…It is just all so crazy when it comes to visiting hospitals and doctors that I must have gone blind when dressing her up!
I know what you mean. Mgazi wears her shoes on the wrong feet on purpose!
haha, is she that rebellious? I wonder what will she do in her teens then
My husband forbids me of thinking about the torture our daughters will put us through in our teens… I am not allowed to think about what they will wear, how they will act, or what crazy stuff they’ll do to their bodies. He thinks that a person can’t hyperventilate 24/7 for eight continuous years… he thinks wrong.
Haha, he does! Well, there’s nothing else to do but to pray for you!
Your kids are so cute. I can totally imagine that same conversation in my backseat. Oh if only stickers were enough to make them happy forever! Thanks for sharing.
I know, Dawn, right? They move from stickers to barbies to jewelry in the blink of an eye!