Super Mommy!!!
It’s a bird… no it’s a plane… no…it’s super mommy!!! I’m sorry… sort of giddy today… it’s just been one of those crazy Mondays. Thank you for all of your prayers. This weekend was great and we are ALL still having a great time with “Mama”. :) I took the boys out to get haircuts this morning and the grand reward is the glorious “lollipop”. My boys will do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING for a sucker. And I’m like…hey, I can afford a lollipop…so we work for lollipops ’round here. Anyway… so after the haircuts the infamous bowl of candy was lowered down and two freshly ’shorn’ little boy heads peer inside. Josh goes for the standard….one green lollipop because “my favorite color is green” (his words)…. well.. Will thought he’d venture outside of the box and grabbed an orange jolly rancher. I know, I know…the mommy/pediatrician’s wife in me screamed “umm..not a good idea… that thing has choking hazard ALL OVER IT!”….BUT Will’s whining persistence combined with my “so OVER Will’s whining persistence”… deemed the prize token permissible. (afterall…he “promised to just suck and not bite or swallow” (his words). Dumb me. Yep… you guessed it… that kid started choking time I strapped him in his seat.
Now.. .there is something that happens to a mommy when her child’s life is threatened…She becomes this person that is beyond all human power or reasoning. I tell you… I would NEVER want to have to confront MYSELF when one of my kids was being endangered. I do things NEVER IN MY LIFE would I EVER do during such emergencies…I’ve grabbed and killed spiders with my own hands… I’ve cupped my hands and caught vomit….I’ve dumped coffee out of my favorite NICE china coffee cups and allowed one of the kids to urinate in it….I’ve fallen down the stairs while holding a child and just kept them high and secure all the while allowing my body to endure all sorts of lashings on the way down…….the list goes on. So today was another example to add to my list. Will is now choking on this thing. I’m freaking out… calling out for help in the name of Jesus… and perhaps it was advice from the Lord himself…but something prompted me to stick my finger down his throat…he puked.. I caught the vomit along with the jolly rancher (but see that was ok bc I’ve gotten quite good at holding my children’s vomit…my car has no stains due to my excellent skills)..I tossed all of those items resting in my hands outside the car…wiped up with my Clorox hand wipes…(which I carry in the car at all times for such occasions)….and we were on our way.
Will just looked at me and said..”I like lollipops better.” I responded..”so do I”.
So… we left and went on to the grocery store. Such is life. Jolly Ranchers are a PG-13 endeavour. Not for young boys or trusting mommies. Thus my lesson for today.
****FYI–okay, so just received word from “husband pediatrician” that what I did today was EXTREMELY dangerous…so ladies… don’t go sticking your fingers down your kid’s throats… I’m a poor example…good thing I have Chris….but he did say “Glad that worked today, honey… but please DON’T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!!” (yikes!)
