January 9, 2009
Ok, so no one actually said the words…but I got “The LOOK” more than once…along with many “You’ve certainly got your hands full,” comments.
We wouldn’t have been out at all, if it weren’t for the fact that we were out of toilet paper and we were waiting for yet another prescription to be filled.
Having just come from the doctor for the third time in a week…3 different appointments for 3 different children… we found ourselves wandering around Walmart. We might as well get to know the office staff by name, not to mention the names of the pharmacists.
By my accounts (and I would know…having traversed the aisles of Walmart with 4 onry children and no other parental help on many occasions…) we were doing really well. We’d managed to get to a 9 am appointment – despite not enough sleep last night. (So what that it was only 10 am and my girls were on round 2 of sugar-loaded lollipops!)
Of course, I didn’t shower before leaving the house…but that is only a minor detail.
Kenzie is a wanderer…so there was no debate about her riding in the cart.
Brynnley has a hurt leg (thus, the incident that prompted today’s visit to the doctor), so she opted to ride in the cart as well. Cambrie was starving and had no interest in riding in the cart. Less than three weeks old and she thinks she has a say in our schedule? Of course she does – we typically live and die by her schedule…So…I carried her on my arm, bouncing intermittently on my hip, throughout the process.
(Who needs exercise when you have carseats with 9 pound babies testing your biceps?)
Since we were already out…it only made sense to grab a few groceries, right? But, where to put them when you have 3 children, one purse and a diaper bag to carry? It wasn’t pretty, but my dad should be proud that somewhere along the lines of motherhood, I have learned to “pack” things rather well.
Overall, we got our prescriptions, $175 worth of groceries (it wasn’t all junk food – although the picture seems to depict otherwise), crazy looks and sympathetic stares…along with a picture- duh!
We finished up with a quick trip through McDonalds — even though it wasn’t even 11:30am.
Was it a bribe? Not exactly…it wasn’t for the girls…but for me.
The morning’s adventures took a toll on my energy level – and I wasn’t interested in going home to make lunch.
I’m counting this as one of the “good” days.
