To the doctor (and potty) we will go.....

So, as of today, we have already been to the doctor about 5 times this year! Most of our visits have been related to Camille's asthma management plan or the recurring pink eye. Eww! However, today was yet another adventure for us.... what started as a pimple looking thing on Camille's rear end, progressed into what looked like a spider bite... then after taking a picture and sending to Uncle Mitch, we were advised to take Camille in to the doctor. Turns out, Camille had an abscess on her rear :( She hadn't complained of it hurting, but it sure didn't look good. Well, as soon as the doctor sent us to the procedure/surgical room, I knew it would be a rough morning.

The procedure was nothing short of pain and stress for both of us! Poor Camille had to be held down by me and 2 other nurses while the doctor numbed what he could and then took a scalpel to the abscess. All I saw was blood, so that wasn't too comforting. Camille was such a trooper! Though she did fight her little heart out to get off the table, she didn't scream and cry as much as I had thought- it was more clenching in pure agony. That poor little girl was hyperventilating after it was all said and done. It took lots of stickers and lollipops by the nurses to calm her down. She also cried the entire way to school- as I think her bottom was super sensitive. She told me she wanted to go to school, but wanted me to tell her teachers that she needed to be held all day :) They accommodated. So, we have to change the dressings and soak her little bum in warm water twice a day, plus take an antibiotic for 10 days.... and hope that this doesn't come back! I know after what I had to see and deal with today, that will be one spoiled girl this week! I kind of promised her anything she wanted while she was on the operating table :/

On a much brighter note.... Camille is potty trained!!!! She has been wearing big girl panties for 2 weeks now with only a few accidents. Every accident has been b/c we weren't close enough to a bathroom. We are working on that since she always tells us she needs to go potty, but its usually with very short notice.... kinda hard when you are outside. She is very proud of her new accomplishment, but is working it to her advantage in the "treat" department. Though she never cared about "potty treats" before, she now insists on treats after each successful trip, which is 5-6 times day!! She reminds me constantly if she didn't get her deserved M&M or chocolate. Whew. I'd rather give her more M&Ms than keep dealing with diapers though! When I pick her up from school, she proudly yells "no accidents, need treats!"

Speaking of school, Camille is going to be moving up to a new class in the next week or two. She has been going to Mrs. Brenda's class a few hours a week in preparation for the transition. While she will greatly miss Ms. Nicole, she is already excited to be considered a big girl. Her best buddy, Madelyn, is moving up with her, but her other friends are staying behind for awhile. We are so proud of our smarty pants, but she is definitely not my baby anymore. She is very independent these days and always tells me "my do it mommy." In her new class, they don't use sippy cups, only big girl cups... so that is something we are working on.... and then of course, more of her friends will be potty trained which will be great since she is the only one in her class right now. In her new class, she will graduate to the big kid playground with bigger slides and more toys and get to take part in a weekly Chapel service too.

Camille has had lots of Daddy time lately as I have been traveling with work and then have two weekends away in a row. She is certainly enjoying her time with him, though its fun to return and find her clinging to me and giving me lots of hugs and kisses. A few funny things she started saying thanks to Daddy.

There is always humor in what Camille tells me after a weekend with Daddy..... a few examples....

"Boo Carolina"
"Kitty cats fighting. Sound like kids. Not. Kitty cats in my bushes. Scared me."
"Let's go Mommy! Vamanos!"

And the best:
"Credit. Gimmie my money."

And to be fair, her new phrase that she tells me on a regular basis that she certainly learned from me:
"Not right now. In a minute" (this is in response to when I tell her it is bath or bed time)