Take My Advice to Ask for Advice

On Wednesday, Husbanks and I picked out a pediatrician. We feel good about the decision (thanks for the recommendation, Stephanie!).

Before we went in to interview her, I Googled “Questions to ask a Pediatrician.” I studied the questions and sat ready in the waiting room. As we were sitting there, Husbanks asked me, “Anything your father told you to look for? What kinds of pediatricians did he like working with?”

I skipped a breath: I had never asked him.

Oh, what a joy it would be to ask those questions. I could ask my dad all about doctors and procedures and immunizations and breast-fed babies. I would have received grand advice and my dad and I would have bonded over it.

But I didn’t think about that when I was 27, invincible, and not considering pregnancy.

So instead, I cried on-and-off all day on Wednesday. Perhaps not as productive.

Ask your family questions, folks. Think about their expertise and gather that knowledge. Talk to them now. Get wisdom from those older than you. It will be a piece of them you can take with you forever, and a piece of them you will miss if you don’t experience it.

  1. #1 by Rachel Austin on September 10, 2010 - 10:12 am

    This just touched my heart. And I immediately called my dad to ask how to tell if a cat is pregnant (a question I’ve been wondering for a while).

  2. #2 by hilstreet on September 10, 2010 - 10:16 am

    What a sweet post, Rachel. And … how do you tell?

  3. #3 by Jen on September 10, 2010 - 3:00 pm

    So true. I’m finding that there are many things along those lines I wish I’d talked to my Dad about. I did get a lot of vet advice from him – but now that we may be facing the end of one of my dog’s life, I’m wishing I’d asked more specific things about how to know when it’s time to put her down. One of the many things he may have even told me (?) that I let go in one ear and out the other. I wish I had held on to the moments more carefully. Hugs to you, sweet girl.

  4. #4 by Erin Young on September 10, 2010 - 3:03 pm

    tears, again. dang it!

  5. #5 by Ginny on September 13, 2010 - 9:20 am

    I remember the exact moment that I asked my brother if I could name my son after him. Man, why didn’t I ask so much more?? But, we learned so much from them without even asking, right? Love you, Hil.

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