At a young age, I became superstitious. All it took was me walking under a ladder and then later in the day, I got spanked. I cannot remember what I did to receive that spanking, but I have always remembered the correlation of walking under the ladder and getting spanked.
I mean really, what is worse than walking under a ladder?
Getting your path crossed by a black cat? Breaking a mirror? Spilling salt?
I did not realize it was Friday the 13th until I was checking my daughter into her 5 year old well visit appointment. I knew this visit was more than just the typical weigh, measure and simple questions about her development. It was more about completing her vaccinations to get her prepared for Kindergarten.
She knew this too and was prepared to be her bravest yet.
But, nothing can really prepare a 5 year old for three shots and a TB test.
The last time she was pricked with anything was about a year and a half ago. She had an allergy screening that resulted with her almost going into shock. She ended up in cold sweat, pale and very sleepy. It was not a pleasant experience.
I hoped for the best today and now that it is over, I am thankful my husband was off of work to help me out.
After her TB test, she completely freaked out. I never remember her acting the way she did today. Aiyana has never been the one to throw tantrums and yell, but today she screamed and if she knew how to curse, she probably would have done that too.
She begged us to take her home, she pleaded with the nurse to not give her shots. There was no other choice than to hold her down and let the nurse do her job. As I fought back my own tears, I saw Aiyana’s face turn white, the beads of sweat started to form and she begged us to take her home to nap. My heart stopped in fear of her actually going into shock. The nurse stopped and asked her if she wanted some water.
My desperation set in.
As a mother I would do anything to calm Aiyana down. And I seriously mean anything because out of my memory bank, I remembered how badly Aiyana wanted Squinkies.
Months ago, I received an email to review Squinkies, but I politely declined. We have so many toys filling up this house already, why would I want something with so many tiny pieces to add to the choas?
After Aiyana found out about Squinkies, she has been asking for them all.the.time! Being brilliant at avoiding toys like that, I have kept us a Squinkie free household.
But as I saw her so terrified on that table, I told her that after she gets her shots, we can go get her a set of Squinkies. I have never seen such a turn in emotion, not only did she smile, but there were even some giggles – I love those giggles!
As she walked to the car, she walked a little taller. Although it was so traumatic, she walked out of there being proud that she did it. And even more excited that she is ready for Kindergarten.
And I will never let her know that today is Friday the 13th because for the rest of her life, she will probably remember this day and associate it with her traumatic experience of getting her Kindergarten vaccinations.
Her bad luck.
Of course, the next place we visited was Target. Aiyana chose her set of Squinkies, so proud that she earned it. And because Chloe was so good in the office, we let her pick out a set too. Although, I think Chloe was being good in fear that it was her turn next.
Now that we are a Squinkies household (and I say household because I do imagine that one day they are going to take over this place!), I have to admit that I actually like them. Not only did they keep the girls occupied during our lunch out, but Aiyana has been playing with them all afternoon.
That left me with a little bit of time to enjoy our weather and squeeze in some reading.
And the hubs? He actually took a nap – outdoors!
The Squinkie are so worth it!
I never thought I would bribe my kids with toys, but I have learned as a parent – never say never. How do your children handle vaccinations? Have you ever bribed your children with anything?