A Story from Today
Motherhood is full of many wonderful experiences. Birthday parties, trips to the beach, late night talks. Proud moments. Fun moments. Sweet moments. Moments filled with smiles and frosting and hand-holding.
Something that is most definitely not on this list is taking a child to the doctor.
Sydney had her annual check-up this morning and, it being her five-year/pre-kindergarten checkup, I knew what it would involve. And Sydney figured it out pretty quickly.
I won't bore you with a tale of the moaning and "gnashing of teeth" beforehand (or the praying I had done in preparation)...or of the crying and crying and more crying that took place during and after the appointment.
But I will tell you two little stories of conversations we had with Sydney after it was all said-and-done.
On the way back from the doctor (which involved a trip to the mall to have Chick-Fil-A, to have her favorite fast food lunch; a trip to Walmart to get a promised toy if she did well; and a trip to McDonald's for an ice cream sundae. Yes, I admit it...bribery was at work here), she several times randomly stated very loudly from the back seat:
"I'm not getting a shot never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER again."
She said this several times on the way home, and the last time she said it I counted 23 "ever"s. Needless to say, she never wants to do that again!
And then right after her appointment was over, Delaney was absolutely amazing with her. She talked to her, sat her in her lap, sat next to her in the car, told her how good she was, tried to distract her, tickled her, sang songs on the radio with her. She did anything and everything she could to make her feel better (because believe me when I tell you that I looked over three or four times during her appointment and huge tears had welled up in Delaney's eyes. She did not like seeing her little sister so sad.), and she was absolutely incredible doing so.
She had Sydney laughing through her tears and at one point Delaney asked her, "Aren't I just the best big sister you've got?"
To which Sydney answered, "I wouldn't be sure of that."
It was so funny and made her laugh, and Delaney laugh, and me laugh.
"But look how happy I'm making you," Delaney said, acting like she was upset that she didn't think she was the best.
"Well, McKenna wasn't here with me today," Sydney answered, which I thought was just so sweet. I think she knew that if McKenna had been there, she would have been just as great with her as Delaney was.
When it was all over and I finally made it home, it made me realize several truths...
Motherhood's not always easy.
Wouldn't it be great if we didn't ever, ever, ever have to get shots?
And I've got really great girls.