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Sep
05
2013

When we moved to Florida, I cried when I said goodbye to my pediatrician and her nurse Karen. Karen was the one who helped me out to the car when I had baby twins even though I insisted, “I am totally fine! I can do it myself.” But she didn’t see why I had to. She would scoop up one of the twins, trudge out to the parking lot and help me buckle them into the car. She’s just that kind of nurse.

Now the time had come to find a new pediatrician in Florida. I had gotten a lot of recommendations and because I like to research these things thoroughly, I just picked the closest one.

And that’s how I ended up in Dr. Groton’s (not his real name) office with my 5 kids on a Thursday afternoon. You see in Florida, you have to have all your kids checked out by a Florida pediatrician or they will be kicked out of school.

Dr. Groton seemed nice enough and told me good doctor stuff like, “Be serious about sunscreen. Make sure your kids get enough iron.”

Just as I thought we were going to wrap things up (about the same time 3-year-old Chase was taking the blood pressure of his own leg), Dr. Groton says, “Let me tell you about me.”

And I’m thinking, “Buddy, I would love to hear that you are a Pisces and you like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain but I’ve got five kids here and it’s almost dinner time.”

But he didn’t seem to get my telepathic pleadings and launched into this whole speech about how some people hate him and some people love him. And how he can come off as pompous, but he’s really just blunt. And he doesn’t have all the answers even though parents always want them. And it’s fine to call him on the weekends but not at Friday at 6 pm when my kid has been sick for 3 days.

I’m thinking, “But I don’t even notice my kids are sick until 6 pm on a Friday so how is that going to work out?!”

And then I start to wish this guy really would just tell me about his love for Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain.

Finally, after about 30 minutes, he stops talking. It was right after Dylan did a backbend and Harlowe told me for the 107th time she was hungry. I thanked him for his time and hurried home. And that’s when I received Culturelle Kids Chewables in the mail.

Have you heard of these? I hadn’t. The idea is to support a child’s health by fostering the proper balance between good bacteria and the non-beneficial bacteria that resides in the gastrointestinal tract. Kids take these daily in addition to a multi-vitamin. They are 100% sugar, dairy and gluten free. And according to my kids, taste like those Cascadian Farm Fruitful O’s (AKA natural fruit loops).

Wow. Seems like a lot easier and cheaper than going to some long winded pediatrician.

Dylan is the mighty queen of getting colds and I’m trying them out to see if I notice a difference. Apparently, 70% of your immune system is in your digestive tract so a healthy and balanced digestive system plays a big role in strengthening your child’s health.

Here’s a photo of Dylan and Summer after they took the Culturelle Kids Chewables…

Healthy so far.

Meanwhile, my search for the perfect or almost perfect pediatrician continues. I might start looking on the dunes of the cape.
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This is a sponsored conversation written by me on behalf of Culturelle. The opinions and text are all mine.



kelcey kintner


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