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Wednesday, June 20, 2007

An hour at the spa.. I mean, doctor

Yesterday was one of those days. I was out of the house for a couple of hours for a long, boring drive to get an ultrasound on my leg. On the drive there, there was no running commentary about the other cars on the highway--the red BMW, the Black Volkswagen, the green Honda Pilot, the blue PT Cruiser, the car carrier filled with new cars, the stream roller. There were no demands for drinks or unneeded stops at the gas station for a potty break. I took the stairs (instead of the elevator with a stroller), flipped through a couple of magazines in the waiting room (instead of feeding snacks to Preschooler in Chief and nursing Baby in Chief), reclined with a book and then closed my eyes in the dimly lit exam room (instead of stressing out while trying to keep BIC quiet so that I could communicate with the doctor). I went to the cafe and had a snack (and I didn't even have to share it). Then I lounged for a few extra minutes in the courtyard and enjoyed the silence and the warm sun. It felt like I was in Calistoga for a glorious pick-me-up.

At what point did my life become so twisted that a doctor appointment without kids equals a luxurious outing?

3 comments:

  1. Hey it isn't as bad as when I ate fast food in my car for lunch (sans kid) and felt it was my BEST moment of my day!

    (it is sad isn't it? But then again,it is part of parenthood. It goes with the oohing and awing over all the cute things the kids DO when we are around!)

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  2. Are you kidding me?! I look forward to *any* appointment in which my 3-year old doesn't have to come with me. As a pregnant stay-at-home mom, it's literally luxurious being able to sit and listen to myself inhale and exhale while catching up on the latest celebrity gossip.

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  3. I know! I went to the dentist today and almost fell asleep it was so relaxing...Quiet waiting room, soft music, no whining.

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