I was all set to go to a doctor appointment at the gynecologist for a yearly checkup! Just me, two kids, and a pap smear.
We all know that includes the stirrups and a violation of privacy of our womanhood. Not to mention I was scheduled to see a new doctor of the opposite sex. This part was new for me, all of my gynecologists have been women in the past. Just as I prepared to take it on alone, my afternoon took a turn and my kids decided they needed to come with me for “moral support”. Coming from a mom who has improvised a lot in times of crisis, my instinct to push forward was in full effect. Since there was no place for them to spend the next few hours and I had no intention on rescheduling, I loaded up my two littles (need I remind you they are 2 and 4) and set off with unstoppable confidence.
Once arriving, I felt confident in my kids, as most parents do, because they were behaving in that beginning “honeymoon phase” of a new environment as they scoped out the foreign terrain; but then, just then, there was a pivot in our story. My appointment was MAJORLY delayed. The time I would have counted towards getting through my appointment with my kids listening and minding their manners would have been fine if the appointment had proceeded on time. Out of my control, we waited. It was okay I told myself. I managed to keep calm and collected and for the most part, so did my kids.
When I was Finally called back, we walked down the long narrow hall all the way to the back where they showed us to our room. Weighing in with the nurse was defeating in its own right as I felt little hands grab on to my legs while the scale climbed and I looked in anguish.
The doctor came in and I answered all the routine questions but by that time, I could tell my kids patience was spent and the clock was ticking. When the nurse returned, she literally had the most priceless look on her face and thankfully we laughed over the situation. As she walked out to get the doctor, I was left with two kids trying to play with the “spinning spider” chair and two hardly stylish paper garments to change into. I was committed. I had come too far to turn back now.
I turned on Mickey Mouse as the final play in the playbook, and let my kids sit facing the wall. I changed and sat back down in the patient chair. The doctor knocks and opens the door moments later and then …the stirrups come out.
As though bringing two kids and getting a pap smear isn’t invasive enough, I’m asked to scoot further down the table all the while listening to “it’s the Mickey Mouse club house! Come inside, it’s fun inside” I want to literally just disappear in the moment. I was mortified.
Thankfully Mickey Mouse kept the kids distracted long enough, but as the nurse and doctor prepared to exit the room after the exam, the humiliation turned into laughter and it was soon all over! We made it successfully, two kids and a pap smear. Sometimes uncomfortable situations happen and kids get restless. I’ve learned over the years with multiple small children you can’t let kids and their NORMAL kid behavior rule your life and daily schedule.
Sometimes, you just have to breathe through it and remember kids are kids and that the mom sitting next to you has also experienced something similar or worse out in public many times before. Laughing at the awkward moments is way better than beating yourself up over them, especially when the situation is out of your control. I would love to hear your funny and embarrassing doctor visit stories with your kids!
comment below of a time you had to laugh your way through an awkward doctor visit with your kids!
This so cute and honest ! Love it !
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