So I'm going to go ahead and claim it: I am now an expert on surviving Urgent Care with two toddler boys in tow. Learn from my experience, won't you?
(But for gods sake... avoid Urgent Care like the plague. Bubble wrap those kids if you have to.)
Take this guide and pack it away in your purse. You're gonna need it.
Guide To Surviving Urgent Care: The Toddler Years
What to Bring:
- Food: They'll get hungry and complain incessantly and LOUDLY about how starving they are. People will start to stare. Bring lots, though, because they will throw or drop have of it, and UGH, those floors.
- Books: They need something to look at or have read to them while you take part in the epic wait-fest that is Urgent Care. Reading material is essential. Bring lots, though, because they will drop or throw half of them and UGH, those floors.
- Toys: Anything that's not huge or loud will do. Toy cars, little dolls, an abacus, whatever. As long as it's portable and will keep them busy for more than 5 seconds, toss it in the bag. But bring multiples- and don't bring anything deeply beloved- because they will throw or drop half of them and UGH, those floors.
- Proof of the responsible, loving relationship you have with your children: Let's face it. The second you arrive in Urgent Care with your kid, you begin a CPS checklist. You'll want to show that yes, in fact, you're an awesome parent and no, thanks, you were not being negligent when your kid split his head open/broke her arm/swallowed that thing.
- Patience: You'll need this in spades because, as I mentioned, the wait will be horribly long. And people everywhere will look terrifying. You'll have to keep your children (especially the hurt/sick one) entertained and distracted while that guy in the corner hacks up his intestines.
- Your insurance information. Because Urgent Care = $$$$$$$$
What Not to Bring:
- Anything that matters to you: Lovies, favorite books, slaved-over meals, your sanity... Anything that matters to you will be lost in the Urgent Care vortex. Or it will be dropped on those floors. And UGH, those floors.
You're welcome. Now, get thee to the UPS store and get a jumbo roll of bubble wrap for your kids.
(Remember not to wrap it too tightly or cover their faces, though, because that will also send you Urgent Care and UGH, those floors.)
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Also, while the children weren't doing things that land them in Urgent Care, they were staying funny stuff. Wanna hear it?
Big One: "Daddy! We're making a new place for the fan!"
Daddy: "That scares me. A lot."
Little One: "Mommy? Why you have farts on your cup?"
Me: "WHAT?!? OH. Stars! Stars on my cup! They're there because they're pretty."
Little One: "Farts. Farts on your cup. Mommy? Noooo... farts outside! Aw. Is too dark. Can't see farts outside."
Daddy: "You're starting to talk like a human being!"
Little One: "I not a bean! You a bean. You a big bean!"
After it snowed: "Mommy! I foop the hfnow!!" (Translation: Mommy! I scoop the snow!)
Upon seeing light reflected on the top of my coffee: "Frank the wite, Mommy!" (Translation: Drink the light, Mommy! My little poet.)
paterpillar = caterpillar
Since turning 3, the Little One has been SO excited about the possibility of going to school or a class. Today, he talked randomly about going again and this was what he had to say:
Little One: "I go school!! Teacher WUV me."