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By Ricardo — 8 years ago
As my boy gets older he seems to have a lot more questions for his mom and I. He understands almost all of our answers and explanations and is too smart for his own good. His sense of humor mirrors mine and he cracks me up with some of the stuff he says. His curiosity runs wild and his questions throw me off every now and then. He’s seven and speaks and thinks older than he is. It’s funny how kids grow so fast and how their thought process works, especially if they are under the impression of something and find out that they were wrong and the truth can be shocking yet hilarious.
A week or so ago I was doing some homework and my wife turns her laptop around to show me her pregnancy progress chart from a web site that she visits. It shows how many weeks she has left and images of what the baby looks like inside her. She checks it every Thursday and today she officially has 9 weeks left. So while she was showing me the image of the baby inside her our son leaves the dinner table and takes a glance at the picture.
“Is that the you mom?”
“Well, it’s not actually me but that is what the baby looks like inside me.”
“So…that’s supposed to be your stomach right?”
I could tell he was slightly confused yet very curious. You could actually see the wheels turning until the next question popped into his head.
“So where does the baby come out of?”
I froze. My eyes popped out and my wife looked over at me with a large question mark over her head. I shrugged my shoulders and told her to go ahead.
“Well, babies sometimes come from their moms stomach but girls actually have a special area where they come out of.”
He was confused and it was written all over his face. I figured he would simply walk away but he didn’t.
“Ok…so…where do they come out then?”
My wife took a deep breath and said, “From their private area”.
My boys reaction was priceless. His confusion turned to shock and he blurted out,
“WHAT!? THEY COME OUT OF THE WIENER?”
My wife and I busted out laughing and I was crying from his response. My stomach hurt from laughing so hard. All I could picture was a split hotdog after having it in the microwave for a long time. I looked up to see an angry yet confused look on my sons face.
“I don’t know what’s funny or why you’re laughing,” my son replied.
We tried to stop laughing the best we could and my wife told him that girls have different body parts. He almost seemed relieved and then,
“So what is it called?”
I jumped at the chance to speak and responded with, “Um…you’ll find out when you’re older buddy. Also, you probably shouldn’t talk about this with your friends or other adults. Some people might frown upon it.”
He was visibly annoyed with my response and walked off.
“So I guess you’re not going to tell me right? I have to wait until later? Ok…” He walked back to the dinner table and started eating again.
“You know, this is some good pizza.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his entire reaction and response. He mentioned his pizza like it was more important than what we were talking about and that it didn’t matter if he knew what it was called or not. Kids are so funny and their thought process is amazing! So how do you handle it? Have any of you experienced something similar to this? Leaves comments and stories if you can because stuff like this is funny and we as parents all learn from experience. I feel we handled it pretty well but as he gets older the questions and understanding will be more complex. Lord help us!Post Views: 348
By Ricardo — 4 years ago
It’s interesting how we go through life meeting people, connecting and at times not realizing how one can make an impact on our lives. I have met tons of people so far in my life. Some people are single serving friends and others make an impact whether it is small or large. Sometimes the smallest impact is the one that sticks with you most.
Years ago I met someone who, at the time, made an impact on me with her kindness. It was something small but it stuck with me. I met this person at a local restaurant when I started my dispatch career in Florida. I would go to breakfast with my mom and cousin Linda almost every morning and this person was our waitress.
For this story I will refer to the waitress as Jackie. She had the brightest smile and an attitude that made you want to have a good day no matter what. We would walk in and she would greet us by name and treat us like family. She became the highlight of the day. If I was having a bad morning I knew that once I went with my family to breakfast the rest of the day would be great because Jackie would hook us up with a bowl of sunshine.
Now I’m sure many of you reading this have met someone like this in your lives at least once. When you see someone who is always there you become comfortable and sometimes when you become comfortable, things change.
“911 where is your emergency?”
– Heavy breathing from the caller –
“Hello? Are you there?”
“YES! Please help me!”
“What’s your address?”
“145 Mason st, please hurry!”
“Sir what is going on?”
“I just woke up and found my girlfriend laying on the couch. I went to wake her up and when I turned her over she was cold and blue in the face…she’s not breathing.”
I told him that we needed to start CPR and as he fumbled through his response I got the first responders and EMS enroute.
“There is nothing I can do…she’s dead,” he mumbled.
“Are you sure you don’t want to try?”
“Ok. Well, I’m going to stay on the line with you sir.”
All I could do was sit there and listen to him cry. It was hard to hear this but it was my job to be there for this person. He lost someone important to him and I put myself in his shoes for a moment. It would kill me to lose someone close to me whether it was someone who made a small or large impact in my life. I hung up when everyone arrived and sat in dispatch thinking about my caller. I felt bad for him but I kept going like I always do.
The officers returned from the scene and they had pictures. I felt compelled to look and in a weird way I felt that I would get closure from it. I asked for the pictures and my jaw dropped.
“I know her…”
It’s interesting how we go through life meeting people, connecting and at times not realizing how one can make an impact on our lives. I have met tons of people so far in my life. Some people are single serving friends and others make an impact whether it is small or large. Sometimes the smallest impact is the one that sticks with you most.Post Views: 290
By Ricardo — 5 years ago
Within the Trenches is back with episode 59! This is just one of several episodes recorded last week during the Indiana NENA state conference. In this episode I sat down to talk with Julie, Deputy Director with Bartholomew 9-1-1 Center and Claudia who is a dispatcher with Fayette County Communications. We share stories of messing up on the mic, burnout and how to deal with hitting a rough patch and renewing your love for dispatch.
This is a must listen so check it out and share! As always you can email the show at email@example.com.
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- How Julie started in 9-1-1
- How Claudia started in 9-1-1
- Messing up on the mic