Pride.

Riley needed his flu shot.
I was putting it off and then decided it could be put off no longer.
I made the appt and even thought of cancelling because of exhuastion.
After much wallowing I picked myself up off the couch, drove to get Riley man and proceeded to the clinic Tuesday afternoon.
I had told Riley we were going to the Dr's office and he was so tired from naptime he just didn't care-that is until we parked.  His sweet little voice called out to me "Mommy owies?" 
I thought twice about lying to him and or ignoring his question but finally said "Yes, sweetheart just one owie this time." 
He looked up at for a minute while I got him out of his seat and seemed to ponder his options. 
We made our way into the line, checked in and stared at the pretty fishies in the tank. 
We got called back and he cheerfully said "hi" to all the nurses along the way. 
I just kept waiting for the ball the drop and for him to take off running in the opposite direction but then he saw his Dr, Dr Rzepka who he loves now.  Rzepka asked him why he was here and his answer surprised us both.
He replied "one owie," and proceeded to follow the nurse, pull up his little pant leg, sit on my lap and not cry one tear.  He looked at me after seeing the needle and repeated his mantra "one owie mommy, one owie, wight?" but never uttered a whine or shed or a tear.
He got a sticker and a sucker for being such a big boy and I walked out with my mouth wide open.
After the nurse made me feel like the worlds worst mother for opting for the shot instead of the nasal spray with the live (yes living, real, actual) flu bug I questioned my decision but after already telling him he was here for a shot I thought it best to stick with the plan and follow his brave lead. 
I.am.so.glad.I.did. 
He surprised the heck outta me and I couldn't wait to tell Daddy/G'ma/G'pa-anyone that would listen-that my 2 year old made me so proud. 
You are a very big boy indeed Riley and we couldn't be more proud of you! 
Love you Little Man and thank you for teaching me a new lesson nearly everyday!

And he has started calling me Mama Mia all the time because D sings alot and 'oh mama mia' is one of those songs he can't get out of his head.  It is so nice to hear "Me miss you mama mia," when I get home everyday!