I am a doctor. I trained in one of the busiest hospitals around. I am confident and I like being in charge. When a patient comes to me, I like the feeling of being able to diagnose the problem and offer the appropriate treatment. However, with my kids, I temporarily cease to be a doctor. I am simply their mom.
After waking up from her nap this afternoon, Trixi just threw up everything she had for lunch. She was fine before that so I was a little surprised. All throughout the afternoon, she continued to throw up, became irritable and just sat on my lap and cried. I felt so helpless. I took her temperature, gave her something for her headache, and gave her fluids for replacement. That didn’t make her feel better. So I held her close and started singing softly to her. She eased up a bit and quieted down. She was still in pain, I could see it in her eyes. But she was better. Mama trumps the doctor in this round.