Outing
I decided, I'm outing.
I say here and now. Tomorrow
Superbaby return to the nest after a long absence due to cold / antibiotics, but if you pluck another distemper short as those of October, do not send him more.
There, I said.
I feel guilty, I feel like a monster, I feel weak. But on the other hand, are convinced that having an alternative (though a tad bit complex), it is better to prevent diseases and drugs result, at least so small. A
me decide was the second week of antibiotics in less than a month. And mind you, this time I turned to my old pediatrician, a doctor before prescribing drugs, and we should expect some real slow. Yet, after several attempts that have included, in order, 5 nasal wash daily with propolis aerosol, forced seclusion for days, cough drops and various other amenities, he capitulated and he prescribed the antibiotic since SB continued to have cough and fever.
Hence the decision.
I have many doubts. I know that the nest is an opportunity, that children learn many things, get together, have fun. I know that the kindergarten teachers are good, careful, scrupulous. I know that this decision has to do also the suffering that grips me to see my baby, restless, desperate to see him wake up crying as he had never done. And I have a little 'fear of not being able to have the place next year, when it might be necessary to resort to kindergarten.
However, today we visit the pediatrician for a pre-vaccine. Tomorrow I'll try again with the kindergarten. I hope to get better, eventually we will find a way to live well together, both of them.
If not otherwise choose. I know I'm lucky to have an alternative. And, despite the doubts and misgivings, I like to discover sides of myself that I did not know, be a mother hen and apprehensive, that would keep her baby with her.
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