Following last night's historic news of the death of Bin Laden, it seems strange to post Mommy Mondays as usual. But on the other hand, when I'm saturated with a subject - any subject - I want another discussion to distract me from the never ending analysis.
So I'm going ahead with the usual HH content, but know that I am not oblivious to the world's events.
I did no due diligence on finding a pediatrician.
I was so thrilled with my OB/GYN (that I found through a trusted friend when I first became pregnant with Pigtail), that I asked her for a pediatric recommendation when the hospital required a signature. I went with her advice, and have been fine with the results. Fine, but not overwhelmed.
I didn't even know it was possible to be overwhelmed with a doctor until recently. Growing up, I very, very rarely went to the doctor. We had a family friend who happened to be a doctor, but we did not have a "family doctor." My mom has more of the "take 2 aspirin and nap" kind of approach to sickness, and so I was always very confused when people went to the doctor more than, say, twice in their childhood.
As an adult, the occasional doctor's appointment has become necessary and I've always done what I needed to do in that area. No more or no less. I've never loved or hated a doctor. As I've stated before, I do not think of them as people. I think of them like computers. I tell them the problem, they tell me the diagnosis and what to do about it. I realize that I am coming from a place with no serious illness or major complications, but my medical history in the last decade hasn't been flawless, either.
This attitude has worked just dandy for me, but now there are little people involved and I was completely unprepared for how often you have to deal with the pediatrician. They insist upon seeing you every twelve seconds after your infant is born and home from the hospital, not to mention vaccination appointments (if you take that route, and we do) and the parent panic that sets in when your little one is sick.
My pediatrician's office was very kind and helpful when Pigtail suffered through back-to-back viruses last week, but ever since she was born I've felt a nagging that maybe this isn't the place for us. I can't articulate why.
Things I like about the practice:
-They always answer the phone and/or call right back, and it's not difficult to make an appointment.
-You don't wait in a waiting room around dozens of other sick children. After you check in, you're escorted straight to the examination room.
-When I was having trouble breast feeding, the lactation consultant did not even HINT at making me feel dumb, inept, lazy, or poisonous for succombing to the occasional bottle of formula.
-The doctor does not rush through the appointment or make me feel like she has ten million other things to do. My questions have always been answered.
There is nothing wrong here. But hearing the way other people talk about their pediatrician makes me wonder if I'm missing something. I have one friend who can text her pedi a picture or question and he responds that way!
Tell me: Do you love your pediatrician? Why or Why Not? Do you think it's important to feel a connection with your children's doctor or is this a "good enough" type of issue?
photo by clevercupcakes