One of the joys of being pregnant is getting to go to the doctor all the time. Even if you don't have any problems, or need any extra follow-up visits, you'll go to the OB's office approximately one kerblillion times during the course of a pregnancy.
And one of the joys of having a toddler is taking him to the doctor with you all the time. I have to be fair and say that my OB's office does a great job at handling kids; they have a lot of toys in the waiting area, they never act annoyed at the incessant what's that? coming from Nathan, and they even have kiddie books in the exam rooms. All that aside, having my precious little beast with me for checkups is always an adventure.
Two weeks ago, Nathan opened the bathroom door and ran out into the hallway while I was peeing into the cup. (He can't do traditional doorknobs yet, but someone has apparently helped perfect his skills at opening lever-styled doorknobs. I'm looking at you, Dad.) Good thing pregnant women have already been robbed of all modesty or I might have been more stressed at the number of people who got to see me pee in a cup. Before chasing down my kid for me.
So today, in the hopes of distracting him from his escape route, I gave him a cup to play with so I could fill my specimen cup without incident. He asked for some water, and since we're working on drinking from big-boy cups (without lids), I gave it to him. And he promptly dumped it into my pants. Yes, while they were around my knees. While I was peeing into a cup.
I'm not sure if this is his way of voting against Beanie, or against public potties (or any potties!), or just against Mommy's dry pants. Maybe someday I'll ask him.
And maybe next week I'll remember to pee in the cup at home and bring it with me, like I'm supposed to, and we can avoid any and all trips to the OB's bathroom.
7 comments:
Nathan is feisty! I knew I liked this kid.
And lets be honest Erin, your lack of modesty came WAY before your first pregnancy. :-)
oh my gosh! he is getting so mischevious. is that how you spell it? whatever, you know what I mean. :)
I am so not ready for a 2 year old boy. Thank God I have time to warm up and get ready!
uh, I recall one 12 month old (not to mention names, but she was the first born of three) in a crowded mall in the stroller grabbing my maternity pants (too loose) for leverage to pull herself up- and the pants came down to around my knees..........8 months pregnant! But my panties stayed up, and I wasn't seen trying to pee in a cup with that big belly in the way. ugh!
OMG, Erin! The bathroom incidents with Nathan are both tragic and funny! You seem to be taking it all in stride, though. Kudos to you for your sense of humor.
I'm so glad you're my new virtual BFF, even if you haven't accepted my request yet. Because dang if you aren't funny! I love it!
oh no, we can totally be bloggity hardcore besties. Done and done. :)
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