Sweet little Becky is a darling of a child. We love her dearly, just as we love all the children. She can be a perfect angel most of the time, but she also has her moments. Which remind me a lot of myself, so in raising her, I feel like I am challenged to also grow myself. If God ever sent us a child to teach us more than the child, she is that one.
Sunday night the kids got to bed on the late side, as they often do after a church day. Since my husband is the pastor, we don't usually get home from the evening service until about 9 pm. Around 10, the six oldest were finally tucked in for the night, in jammies, teeth brushed and all. Yes, it is a logistical challenge! :)
Anyway, I had gone to bed with Stephen to nurse him to sleep. My pattern is to get him down, then do my chores. He was just starting to fall asleep when Becky started screaming/crying from her room. She tends to be very dramatic, so I wasn't overly alarmed, just waiting for my husband to go see what she needed. He didn't come, though (I didn't know he was taking a shower), so I left the baby to check on Becky. Stephen promptly woke up protesting loudly.
Becky told me her ear was hurting - as it turned out, she had shoved something into the ear canal! It was a little plastic stick-on jewel from a craft kit. ARGH!!!! Thankfully, my husband was out of the shower at this point, as I was majorly upset by this. We could see the little jewel in Becky's ear, but when I had her lie down with her head on the bed, and tried to grab it with tweezers, she screamed and writhed in fear. All this, while Stephen is loudly screaming in the background. Solomon had come back out of bed to hold and comfort him, but baby was tired and having none of it.
We did the only logical thing we could think of, and called the pediatric urgent care to see if this was something they dealt with. Thankfully, they said they could try. So off I went with Becky, at 11 pm on a Sunday night. She was calm and happy - as long as she didn't touch her ear, the jewel didn't bother her. Stephen had calmed down, so I left him home with my husband, who promptly got him back to sleep by pushing him in the stroller in the driveway.
For some reason, Becky thought that everyone at the urgent care was there for the same reason as us. We were the only people in the waiting room, but a couple walked out with their baby while I was filling out the paperwork. The Dad had HUGE black gauges in his ears. Exclaims Becky: "Mom, I think he fell asleep laying on those, and they got stuck in his ears!" Nice! :)
The doctor tried grabbing the jewel as I had, and got the same reaction from Becky. She then sent the nurse to wash the jewel out by squirting warm water down her ear with a syringe, which successfully removed the jewel on the second try, without any discomfort on Becky's part. I know this because she would have let me know otherwise by screaming! We were offered to keep the jewel as a souvenir, but I declined. No, thanks! Who knows what Becky would dream up next!
On our way out, yet another child walked in. Says Becky: "Wow, Mom! I didn't know so many kids shove things in their ears!" HA! We got home sometime after midnight, and all was well.
Anyhow - seven kids and 11 years of parenting later, this was a first. As a child, I remember my older brother shoving a candy wrapper up his nose. My mom ended up having to take him to an ENT specialist. I don't remember much besides my brother screaming, and the kidney dish under his nose filling with blood after the doctor successfully removed the wrapper. That incident more than cured me of ever wanting to shove anything up my nose, ever!
I asked Becky if she remembered me telling her and her siblings not to put anything into their noses or ears. She told me she didn't, except just sometimes. How many times did she think I should have said it?? Ah - little kids! I have to remind myself she is only FOUR.
I can laugh about it now, but my heart must have stopped for a second when it happened. Moms don't need aerobic exercise, just kids to make their pulse change erratically!!
P.S. On a side note, for my local readers, I would like to recommend Goodnight Pediatrics in Gilbert. That is where we take any of our children if they have a medical need after hours, and we have only ever had good experiences with them. All the pediatricians are very professional and courteous, they have never made an issue about our children not being vaccinated, and there is hardly ever any wait time. They have a branch closer to our house, which is always overrun, so it's worth making the drive out east to go to that particular branch.