Daddy of the Year

So let us discuss how Kevin is Dad of the year and I am certainly NOT mom of the year. (I do pretty darn good, if I must say so myself, but here is why dad wins our over mom)

Yesterday Matthew was Special Helper at school- his first ever special helper day. This is a HUGE day in the mind of a 3yo- he is responsible for bringing milk (chocolate of course) he gets to bring in show and tell, wear a special ribbon (which he refuses to take off), turn out the lights, be line leader... all that awesome stuff that 3 year olds love to do at school. Kevin took the day off since he felt like crap (not h1n1- just the nasty cold that has been running through the house). So I left Abby at home and carted Matthew off to the most exciting day so far this school year. Drop off goes well, I turn around and go home to get Abby so I can take her to her FOUR MONTH (can you believe it!) checkup at the doctor. So I get home, make a pit stop- and as I am washing my hands realize- I sent Matthew to school without a show and tell! His very first special day, his very first show and tell- and he has no show and tell! Now I know that he would never notice, and if asked "do you have a show and tell" would happily have said "nope" and gone about his day- no big deal. But c'mon this was his first show and tell! I wrangled the ways in my mind that I could both get a toy to school AND get Abby to the doc in time for her checkup... just not possible. So I moped along thinking how awful it was that I sent Matthew to school without a toy.

Lo and Behold- Dad of the year steps in... while I am getting Abby weighed (12lbs 15oz- a peanut!) and vaccinated, dad drags his coughy, head achy, overall sore self into the car and drives a toy down to school for Matthew, then drives back and promptly climbs back in bed.

So when I go pick up Matthew from school- oh the excitement! oh the joy! and the teachers just thought that dad was the best thing ever- dragging his sick rear into school to bring his son a toy- Dad of the year, yup, that's him. And Matthew has not been able to stop talking about how great his special helper day was... he can't wait for next time! (and this time I will not forget a toy!)

Abby: she looks good and is doing great :) A tiny little thing at not quite 13lbs (Matthew was 13lbs at his 2 month checkup- and a whopping 16 at his four month checkup). But super healthy- and the doctor couldn't stop talking about what a truly happy baby she is... I'm sure I was beaming :) We also chatted and chatted and chatted about the dreaded H1N1 aka Swine Flu. My intention from the beginning had been no vax- no way, not for this fam. I am skeptical of it, don't trust the hasty trials and release, and feel like since the experts say it mutates so quickly- how sure are we that this vax will work? But the Ped. seemed to think that was crazy talk on my part... and really hit my guilty mom side. I am not high risk, Kevin is not high risk, Matthew is not really high risk- and we can all get the vax. The concern however is on the little munchkin, who can not get the vax even if we wanted her to, and who is really high risk. So as he put it, if we bring it into our house- yes we might get sick, but we're likely to survive... she however, it would hit her much much harder and her only protection is us. So now- I am very confused and very unsure. I have some friends running (and lying) to their doctor to be first in line, and some who are so against it, they won't even call their doctor and ask about it. What to do what to do what to do? I have another week or so to decide- as that is when it will be available...