Sick Leave or Sick at Heart?

by Dana S. Bader
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You know when it’s coming. Their big eyes turn watery, their little button noses turn pink, and their normally cheerful and chipper mood makes a quick U-turn to cranky and whiny.  And that’s just the beginning. When the fever sets in, and the cough is an endless hacking throughout the night, you know you are in for the long haul.  Your little angel is down for the count, with yet another virus or bacterial infection.  Sometimes, it is not even a cold.  A sudden inexplicable rash can rear its ugly, itchy head.  Worse, diarrhea or vomiting can come on faster than a tsunami.  If your children are in nursery or school, they can even arrive home with a head teaming with lice or eyes sticky and pink with conjunctivitis.  The list of ailments is endless, but the result is the same.  Your child is sick, and you are off to the doctor once again to get a diagnosis and another round of medicine that your child will refuse to take even if you offer up the crown jewels of extra screen time or a sugary treat as a bribe.

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From Bubble Baby to Big Girl

by Dana S. Bader
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Somewhere in the depths of Duty Free in the Dubai International Airport lies a single pink glittery Converse shoe.  About 17 years ago, when my now 20 year old daughter was 3 years old, she lost it.  Of course, at the time I did not notice the shoe was gone.  Why would I?  I had tied it tightly and double bowed it to keep it secured to her tiny foot.  I only noticed the missing shoe when we were crammed into economy class sans window seat on a KLM flight on route to the US, and my little beauty started to howl.  For 7 hours to Amsterdam, a 4-hour layover in Schiphol Airport, and another 8 hours and some odd minutes to the US, she continued to cry, albeit intermittently, because I plied her with snacks, played play dough, read stories, and, of course, visited the airplane toilet 347 times to sample the perfume and wash out hands, just to get her to stop crying so we could avoid the evil stares of the other very annoyed passengers.  I even took the other pink, glittery partner off of her and stowed it in the seat pocket in front of her lest she see it forlorn and lonely on her little foot and remember that it used to be one of a pair.  She only stopped crying once I gave her back the stowed shoe so she could hold it to her chest and sob herself to sleep in my arms for the very last 5 hours of the trip.

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Rewards for Behavior or Bribery?

by Dana S. Bader
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Big life decisions come when you least expect them and when you are the least equipped to deal with them.  If you have ever witnessed your two year old child flapping around on the floor in a supermarket red-faced and howling because she didn’t get a pack of M&Ms after a mere 36-minute weekly grocery shop in your neighbourhood supermarket, you know what I mean. As you stare gaped-mouthed observing your normally sweet, compliant child turn into a screeching demon, you have an out-of-body experience, thinking, “Can I leave her on the floor and just go to my car?”  However, as soon as the thought is floating around in the ether with you, you quickly snap back into reality and try to find the easiest, quickest way to minimize your mortification and get your uncontrollable child out of the store and away from all of the accusing eyes. With your anger boiling and your shame and embarrassment almost preventing you from breathing, your first thought is to grab the M&Ms and end the humiliation.  You know the M&Ms will end the drama, and you can always have a ‘talk’ with her later. Right?

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