I was at my checkup recently and I had Bella and Sophia with me. Those 2 are usually with me for my appts. unless it's a school morning for Bella and then it only leaves me with Sophia - which is really no break seeing how Sophia is the crazy one. So I had a 8:50 appt. and didn't get seen until almost 10am. That really isn't bad and my OB is worth the wait. So anyway the kids are doing there thing and being crazy but the nurses love them and find them funny and they always have some sort of candy for them. Just what they need - more sugar. Anyway, I finally get into the exam room and now we are confined in a small space with little for the kids to do but they seem to keep themselves busy. My OB comes in and asks how things are going and how I'm feeling, blah blah blah. Same questions and I always give the same answers. All is fine, baby is moving, getting rest (which always makes her laugh), eating healthy (except for the all the chocolate) not doing any heavy lifting....lol or so she thinks. The whole time I am getting drilled Sophia and Bella are just being crazy but I don't even realize they are there and the Dr. is trying to concentrate on me but she is distracted by the kids. Finally we are done and this lasted all of about 10 min. tops. The Dr. reminds me to take it easy and I laugh and tell her no problem and as long as I can catch my breath all will be good. She turns to me and says "you don't give yourself enough credit". I'm confused because I am not sure what I need to give myself credit for. She goes on to explain how I am having my 5th child and my only complaint is not catching my breath. Well that's really my only complaint right now....and not getting the ice cream man to my house daily was my other issue but I didn't think she needed to hear that part. She says I should have been complaining about my breathing weeks ago. She say's "I don't know how you do it?"
If I had a penny for everytime someone said that to me I would have a nanny for each of my kids along with a chef and driver. I honestly don't see what the big deal is. I (I mean "we" cause Steve was there for his part) wanted these kids and they are for a good part of the days my responsibility to take care of. Sure I treat some of this as a job but there is no way I could keep up with all of them without some order. This isn't rocket science it's being a Mom - sure it's not for everyone but for me this is all I ever saw myself doing. A lot might not agree with my parenting or how I do things but you know what I (we) have 4 amazing kids to show for it. They are polite, kind, happy, healthy, smart, funny kids so I (we) must be doing something right.
Now looking at this calendar and seeing I made it through the month of May with little help makes me want to give myself just a little pat on the back. So for this one time I will give myself some credit....in the form of a stock of snow cones from the ice cream man who finally showed up tonight! I am still smiling at remembering the look he gave me when I said "1 dozen snow cones please"
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Happy June 1st!
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