What was I thinking?!

All of last week, Tee had to skip school because she had caught a bad flu from school. She was down with a high fever of 40 degrees Celsius the first night and after sponging her for an hour, with her screaming and crying, the Hubs finally brought her to A&E at 2am in the morning as her fever refused to budge.

A few days later, she still had a fever and we were worried sick that she might have H1N1. I stupidly browsed our local Ministry of Health’s website for information on the virus and it was a bloody waste of my time. I just thought  I’d give the Government the slight benefit of doubt that things had gotten better. Nay. I eventually got what I wanted from the British NHS website, yay to England!

After a week of low grade fever, I decided to take her to her paediatrician to double check and when the Hubs offered to join me, I graciously declined because I knew how much time he had already taken off work to help me with my incapabilities. We had decided to leave at noon but arrived at 230pm. Such is life when you have to leave your home with 2 young children, 1 of which refuses to let go of your boob.

I cleverly decided to jockey park seeing we were already late. RM10 was really worth saving me the hassle of finding a parking lot and then making my way to the Doctor’s with 2 girls! I decided to screw the stroller and dumped the baby into my sling, got Tee out of the car and hung the diaper bag on my shoulder. I could tell from onlookers that they were impressed as I walked away from my own car with my hands full, totally in control.

Of course, on the way up to the Doctor’s Tee has to announce that she needed to wee. Like right now. Damn! I could’ve paid for a new stroller right there! I got irritated and asked why she hadn’t gone earlier and how the hell was I supposed to take her to wee with my hands full and could she just wait till we at least got to the Doctor’s where I could dump my bag?!

And just as we were about to rush into a lift, it shuts on us, wham! Of course, I have no hands to keep the doors open and of course, in sunny Malaysia, nobody offers to help us. So we wait for the next lift and this time I loudly make known that we urgently NEED to get into the lift and would you PLEASE make way for a mother with two KIDS, one of whom is about to VOMIT projectile scrambled eggs ANY MOMENT NOW?!!

THANK YOU.

Rushed into the Doctor’s, dumped the diaper bag and shouted to the nurses that I’d be back. Yeah, used the terminator line aptly. Rushed into the washroom and realised that even without the diaper bag, I was unable to assist Tee as I had this weight in front of me who by then had started crying because she had been woken up. I had one free hand but I couldn’t bend so I made Tee get lots of tissue, forget Dettol wipes, to wipe down the toilet seat. We didn’t even bother with our usual lining of the toilet seat which we usually do either with lots of tissues to make a soft cushion or with disposable toilet seat liners. She had to do it bare and I cringed and prayed that it would be OK. She wiped herself and washed her hands herself and all this time, I was helpless doing the newborn baby bop with that screaming baby of mine in a smelly hospital toilet. How romantic…..

When we got to the Doctor’s, we found out that T2 had already been infected thus explained the excessive magnetic force between my boobs and her, she was so cranky! Poor baby, she was given 2 meds for her runny/blocked nose and she cried and cried and cried. The Doctor was very pleased with Tee though because apparently she had fought this infection herself and was on the road to recovery without antibiotics. Phew.

When I left the hospital RM300 poorer, I promised myself that I would never go anywhere again with T2 without a stroller. I held my pee in for 3 darn hours. I’m surprised MY bladder hadn’t exploded!

So tell me, are you able to pee in a public toilet with a baby sling or a baby carrier? What if it’s a squatting toilet??? Do you remove your pants with one hand? How do you ensure that pee doesn’t wet your baby? Do you remove baby from sling and carry on shoulder first?

Men really have it so easy.

New moms to be? Take note.

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