Whine and Popsicles

Son is getting his tonsils and adenoids out tomorrow. We spent the day stocking up on books and movies at the library. Went swimming to help him relax and get a good night's sleep. And then hit the grocery store on the way home to let him go nuts in the Popsicle aisle. So I think we're as ready as we can be. The only thing I'm cringing over at this point is the forthcoming whine-fest. Not that he doesn't deserve to piss and moan, but he's a very good pisser and moaner.

Daughter's meltdown style has been more of a throw yourself on the floor, scream, pound your fists and hold your breath till you turn blue approach. Much to the dismay of the other Target shoppers, I pretty much ignore her. I browse so casually beside her flopping form that people start to wonder where the girl's mother is.

But something about the way son melts down just messes with my brainwaves. He cries and wails and moans and it gets to me so much my personality fractures and argues with itself;


Motherly Concern: Your boy is crying! He must need sustenance or medical care!

Anxiety: For crike's sake hurry hurry and help him before you land in the ER!

Logic: He's fine, relax.

Guilt: Wow, you must be a bad mom - clearly he feels that he has no stability or he wouldn't melt down like that.

Primary Self: What? Wait? What the heck was I just doing? Why is my brain buzzing like this?

Gah!

7 comments:

Oh, The Joys said...

This is all so familiar!!


(BTW - I will be working on "the thing" because I got "the package" [[wink wink]] - but you need to give me a little time because I am sick, The Mayor is moaning as you mention above - with good reason, but still and life in general is CHAOS.)

MnRooMom said...

Yes, I have a whiner like that, too. And the fracturing personality... You stated it perfectly. Her twin's whines illicit sympathy and cuddles and her's... they make me CRAZY! Just something about the sound, the pitch, the tone. Glad I'm not alone.

A Mom Two Boys said...

OMG, this is SO true! I can't speak to the Daughter part, but boys are such freakin' wusses and you're not sure they're going to be able take care of themselves. What is it about boys/men?

Hope all goes well tomorrow!

merlotmom said...

Motherhood is fun, ain't it. My boy can scream and whine like nobody's business. Always could. Ugh.

Anonymous said...

If they tell you to make sure he eats real food right away, LISTEN! Let him whine. Post-tonsilectomy bleeding is scary and very messy.

Belle in Bloom said...

I've had that same conversation with myself. We're nuts.
Good luck with surgery and a hopeful speedy recovery. I'll say a prayer for you both!

Anonymous said...

When my daughter had this procedure I insisted on being in the operating room until she was under. All it involves is gowning up, and the hospital would rather not waste a gown. She was only three, but I knew she wouldn't be able to handle being rolled away from me. She also still remembers the special sippy cup I had for her when she came out. good luck.