I should have known

Yesterday was a wierd day. It was one of those days when I got way too arrogant as a parent, not just once, but twice.

Last month, Emery went to the dentist, as many of you recall, and I experienced one of the funniest hours of my life. Well, yesterday, she was scheduled to go back to get MORE CAVITIES filled. That’s how we Stews roll- Come big or don’t come at all! SO, needless to say, Emery came BIG with the cavities.

We went back to get her “sleepy juice,” aka the stuff that wigs her out! They take her oxygen levels and they are less than stellar. I am not surprised because she has had a rough couple of weeks with her chronic cough/we refuse to label it asthma. So, they call in the dentist and he listens to her chest and sure enough, she is wheezing, slightly. At this point, I am shocked, because as bad as her cough can get, she was doing amazingly better. We were on the upswing, not the wheezing phase, at least, that is what I thought. I was not surprised that they wanted to wait to sedate her until another day. I had thought that may happen, so I had brought her uniform for school. So, off to school we go!

I received several phone calls from the school that day. One for Emery to have her inhaler, which I had given to her before we left. The next, to ask if she could have it an hour later, which she could not. Third to let me know she is not feeling well. As the great mom I am, I think she is totally milking getting to walk to the office and get our of class. I talk to her and when I brought up dance class today, she informed me she was doing okay!

At this point, I am convinced Jason and I are going to have to have a conversation about when it is appropriate to go to the office for medication! I am convinced she is fine.

Yeah, she pretty much is home with a fever of 100 to 101 today.

Next, I failed miserably with the oldest child.

Parker’s birthday is next month and let me just say- do whatever it takes to not have a baby in the month of December. It is just crazy. Period.

So, I am trying to plan her birthday around several of the following things:
1. Our schedule- Jason has lots of work stuff in December.
2. Not on a weekend to spare everyone else’s schedule.
3. Accomadate most of her friends.
4. Not spend hundreds of dollars.

So, I came up with the idea of having it at the pottery studio close to school and painting ornaments. We would do it in the afternoon and it would be GREAT, SO FUN, SO CONVENIENT and would be economical. I am sold. So, I walk Parker through it last week and she wasn’t totally convinced but then decided she was cool with it. Score one for me for figuring it out.

I booked the party yesterday and she hears me over the phone. I let her know I have just scheduled her party and go on about how much fun we are going to have.

Yeah, she pretty much, burst into uncontrollable sobs because she did not want to have her party there. It would be awful and she did not choose to have it there, she proceeds to tell me.

Now, I have the joy of either forcing my daughter to have a party that she does not want to have,to make it easier on me and everyone else OR come up with another plan.

He chooses my children to humble me on an almost daily basis.
How have your kids humbled you lately?