Here we are taking Jonah’s first train ride (he was captivated!). Last week, we also took his first trip to the swimming pool (loved it) and finally, his first trip to the ER.
Yup, our little guy spiked a 106.2 fever on Friday night. Eek! After a frantic call to urgent care, the doctor on call told us to call 911. An ambulance showed up a few minutes later and after checking him out, said he was ok enough for us to drive him ourselves to Children’s Hospital (during this whole time Jonah seemed fine and actually pretty delighted by the flashing lights).
We spent the next few hours in the ER waiting room. The more time that passed, the more relieved I felt. If it was an emergency, they would have called us back sooner (and we saw kids that they did). Finally, the doctor said he was fine, just to keep up the baby Motrin so the fever didn’t spike again. Sheesh!
Behind all of that, I knew that we had purposely skipped a dose of the meds when his fever had been lower, in the hopes that his body would fight off the infection. Were we wrong to do that? I have no idea and I think that’s the hardest part of parenting, for me at least.
There is so much conflicting research and strongly-felt opinions around parenting. The stakes are so incredibly high. And ultimately, none of us know the truth. That’s really, really vulnerable. I think this is why there is so much fighting on the mom blogs. We each want to feel safe in our own stance and another perspective can be so threatening.
I think the only real answer is respect. We start by respecting our own choices, even when they don’t go as planned. We’re learning, right? Then that respect can perhaps flow outward to others. We all want the best for our kids and are figuring out the best way for our families.
Further, I think real tolerance comes from a willingness to feel the shaky space of our own vulnerability. It’s not easy, but if we really want to teach our kids peace, I think it’s a path worth walking.