The trip to the doctor or torture chamber?

Today I found a new respect for parents who take their kids to the doctor! It is up there with my feelings toward parents with screaming kids on a plane. My heart goes out to you ALL. I was that mom today -- in the doctor's office with a screaming... and I mean SCREAMING child. This was clearly the moment when a child comes to realize that that man, who lives at this place with a funny looking bed, always hurts me with a needle and I DON'T LIKE HIM. And this happens when they turn ONE! Here I am feeling helpless with a naked screaming child with the doctor trying to tell me what kind of sun protection I should use. I was trying hard to look calm and like I knew this would happen (not!), yet all I could think about was what I had in the diaper bag that would help to calm my child. But at the end of the appointment, my doctor delivered the best line that I not only heard, but it calmed my anxiety and made me laugh out loud. He said "another satisfied customer." well said Dr. Bourne, and I promise once she is old enough for lollipops she will be your best friend again.