I took all children with me to the baby's doctors appointment. This is not the first time, and I usually do well (or um, we all usually do well!) when we are there. We love our pediatrician and his office. My kids cheer when I make appointments.
So going to the doctors isn't meant with resistance. And my kiddos are very outgoing. So there are many people to talk to on our travels. They get this from their dad. Not me. I'd be content to sit in the corner of the waiting room, nose in a book, speaking to no one. No, not the kids. The float around the room speaking to anyone who makes eye contact. Spilling the beans. You know, the beans that you have tucked away. The ones that you'd prefer that they not share with random strangers in the doctors office. So I sit in my corner watching as they select their unsuspecting subject. They scan the room looking, waiting for the first eye contact and when it is made... they pounce. And I sit back in fear waiting.
You know, those weird unsocialized homeschool kids? Where are they?
I am so thankful that they are outgoing and not afraid to walk right up to someone and say Hi! When we would go and sing at the nursing home they had little fear of the residents in wheel chairs and would walk right up and talk to them. It was great. It is my prayer that their boldness will continue and that they will remain fearless as they show love to others. As they show compassion to those people around us and shower on them the love of Christ.
It was a crazy appointment since the office has moved and the whole process is different. I try to embrace change, but I'll admit that I just wanted to burst into tears yesterday as I missed the good ol' days in the old office where I felt less like a number. I was so thankful when our pediatrician walked in and in that aspect, nothing had changed at all. Who would've thought that taking 4 kids alone to the doctors would be so draining and yet leave feeling refreshed? Yea, I don't get it either. But it happens every time. Even when lining all the kiddos up for flu shots, keeping a wild toddler in a little room or begging the toddler to stand on the scale when he clear was missing the days of ol' also.