Remember how I was all frantic about my failure as a parent regarding the pediatrician “Meet n’ Greet?”
Well, turns out that Nate is not only good for a hot lay & solid taste in good beer, he’s also a connoisseur of the “who you know” factor. Light bulbs clicked & Nate realized that we have a connection to the pediatrician we want. & two days later at a tailgate (I shall not speak of the name since he dared to attend a rival school’s game & BOUGHT AN EFFING HAT, but that’s another story for another time when I don’t feel like singing his praises), Nate & Dr. Hottie tossed back a 12-pack together over a discussion of vaccines, swine flu, & our own private pediatric orientation.
Yes, that’s right. Dr. Hottie.
He’s HOT, y’all. I wish I had coined the nickname but sadly, it is a stolen moniker from my local baby chat board, where Dr. Hottie’s cheekbones are legendary. & while I am a deliriously happy married woman that finds her husband to be a fine piece of ass, I can still appreciate Dr. Hottie’s bone structure. But this really isn’t about how good-looking our pediatrician is, or how I am now concerned that he repeatedly see me looking like A MILDLY INSANE BAG LADY ON A COCAINE TRIP the first few months of Harrison’s life while I juggle him back & forth to the pedi.
No, this is about how we landed a pediatrician & thus did not fail our fetus.
Last night, Dr. Hottie was gracious enough to meet us after hours & take us on a private orientation (which scores points for being awesome). I tell you, I was literally sitting on my hands & biting a hole right through my bottom lip to not blurt out, “Everyone calls you Dr. Hottie on my creepy internet board!!” while grilling him on the CDC vaccine schedule (more on that later, but we will be doing the traditional CDC recommended schedule, with the exception of delaying Hep B for one month). Because something tells me that Tourettes regarding his looks would not be received as overly professional.
After 30 minutes of touring the office, chatting about their on-site pediatric asthma specialist (a must-have for my peace of mind) & exactly who/what/when will happen to Harrison in the hospital, we left feeling completely at ease. & regardless of his reputation of being easy on th eeyes, he’s smart. He supports our decision to exclusively formula feed. He has children of his own, so he has made these decisions as a father & pediatrician. He’s a family man. The practice is relatively small. The administrative staff is welcoming. We are thrilled.
& hell, if I have to be in there routinely throughout the first year of Harrison’s life, it’s not such a terrible thing to have a little snack of eye candy, no?
