This morning after my first blog entry, Eban lovingly put a blue marker in the back pocket of my jeans. Thank goodness it was a washable marker as it bled through my pants.
I had my 6 week check up with Dr. Romy Mason (my doctor who ran into the delivery room just as Jackson's feet were flying out) and she said everything was fine.
But on a lighter note and a more in depth piece of that visit, please continue reading.
I brought Eban to the doctor's with me as Jackson has been fighting a mild cold. Eban was a delight until the doctor walked in. He saw Romy and started into hysterics. She said it may have been the white coat as the last time he saw that article of clothing he was getting stitches, so she may have been right.
So he is inconsolable and holding onto my neck for dear life. She said she could proceed with the exam anyway. I said okay not thinking a thing about it.
So the nurse who came into the room to play with Eban smiled at me and left listening to the roars of my little one. So Romy leans me back onto the table and I still have the death grip of my son hanging on to me while listening to the piercing screams. First comes the breast exam...so she has to shove Eban to one side and he's clinging on so tightly and yelling at the top of his lungs. UGH...what an awkward situation!! So then she goes to the other side and we have to lift him up to get a good exam. Whew...that was over and then to the "other" part.
So Eban finally gets comfy sitting on my stomach looking at me and he fails to notice that Romy is examing another area. Then he happily starts playing horsey on my stomach while at the same time I'm getting a pap smear! Come on...I kept thinking this isn't happening! He is playing "galloping" horsey and bouncing so high and coming back down SO HARD on my stomach. Romy is surpressing her laughs (I just know she was) and I couldn't have been in a more awkward situation. Eban continued playing horse on my stomach the entire time!
Then I hear her say...my goodness, you have a huge mole on your butt since the last time I saw you! I couldn't see her as my little jockey was in the way but I couldn't believe I had a mole on my butt. Of all places! Then she said, "wait a minute...it's big AND blue." I rolled my eyes and told her that it must be the blue marker that my son put in my back pocket this morning. So I guess it stained right on through to my rear end where I had the lovely opportunity to share it with my doctor. Does it ever end?!?
After we were through with everything, I got a clean bill of health and I thanked my son for being such a great accomplice on the excursion to the doctor's office.
Nani found all the stories to be highly entertaining when I returned. So here's a picture of her chatting with her instant messenger friends online...and this evening, Eban was reading the Toys R Us circular and loved it. Guess who's gearing up for Christmas?!!
