Growing up, whenever we had to do something really unpleasant (like going to the doctor) or really pleasant (all A's...I think it happened once, in the second grade) we got a little "sursy". Just a little surprise to let you know someone cared.
Going to the doctor with this pregnancy is equal parts joy and fear. Even though I am so thankful to be able to see a high risk doctor this time around, sometimes I think that their part-time job is to scare the living daylights out of you...every time we leave the office I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
To make it a little easier on us (by us, I mean the baby and myself), I decided that after every appointment we needed a little sursy.
I did not buy a single baby thing for Rip, I just didn't...I couldn't make myself. I was determined to let that fear go this time, and let's just say I've succeeded.
With all of the doctors appointments we have had, Baby Harris # 2 has collected quite a few sursys...and as I said, I decided that we needed a little something after each appointment, so her mama isn't doing so bad herself!