This morning I had my first appointment with a CNM (certified nurse midwife) at Birth Care, which is the birth center that I'm going to for baby number 2. I was a bit stressed because my curious Peanut was with me, and I was praying to God that she wouldn't act as crazy as she did when I went to the birth center for a "talk & tour" a month ago. (There's no need to go into detail about that visit. Let's just say that I thought they were going to tell me to never come back with her again, and I envisioned myself leaving in tears.)
Today's appointment: polar opposite. Danae was an angel, saying hi to everyone, asking what things were, saying she was a doctor, etc. It helped, too, that the midwife was AWESOME and explained everything to Danae just as much as she did to me. She included my little girl in everything...even letting her put the goop stuff on the doppler to find the baby's heartbeat and giving her her very own set of supplies so she could draw blood from Daddy and her dolls when she got home. (Don't worry...a real needle wasn't given.) :o)
Needless to say, I was very proud of my curious toddler. I even overlooked the part when she came in the bathroom with me so I could give a urine sample, and then proceeded to take the cup and spill my pee all over the floor. (No, really...I'm not kidding.) Hey, at least she didn't spill the whole thing. *sigh* I love my girl!
"Curiosity is the very basis of education and if you tell me that curiosity killed the cat, I say only that the cat died nobly." - Arnold Edinborough