Brad Paisley sings a song I’ve always enjoyed with a line that states, “I’d like to check you for ticks.”
Brad, though I know you will not read this, I will never hear that song the same way again.
This weekend, I saw two of those little buggers up close and personal. If you have pets, you may have had the pleasure of seeing them before. However, when I saw one in the center of my daughter’s belly, it sent me into a tailspin. It was a calm and internal tailspin to keep her calm and comfortable.
Those little creatures are odd, eerie, and exactly what you have read about or heard about in a Public Service announcement. Somehow, through a barrier of spray, one tick made its way up to Kelsey’s belly and one found its way onto Brendan’s.
I know that I am not calm about most issues regarding Kelsey though I make a conscience effort. This one made me frantic inside. We removed our new-found friends with tweezers and saved them (just in case). We doused the locations with alcohol and read about ticks on google for the rest of that evening.
We alert the docs, pray, and try to stay calm for ourselves and for our kids.
As always, we pray, remember to breathe, and hope for the best day in and day out.
Brad, I have no interest in checking for ticks again.