So, I had a day today! It wasn't even really that bad, but I just can't get seem to get over it. It started with me not running (mistake #1). Then we went to
Berklie's 15 month appointment in Salt Lake because I can't get over my love for Dr.
Vandenburge (not
real love of course, but he's been my kids doctor since he was born love). So we drive 45 minutes there and wait 15 for him to come in only to feel rushed because he was running behind and come on now, the least you can do is look at her chart and act like you know her name. After
Berklie's drive by visit with the doctor, the nurse gave her 2 shots....the second shot
Berklie managed to grab while it was going into her leg and it ended up giving her a 3 inch scratch on her leg!! It was totally my fault though, I was supposed to be holding her hand so that she couldn't do that. She is one strong little thing and managed to wiggle her hand free from my grasp. Not only does she have the pain from the shots themselves, but now pain from the needle cutting her leg. I guess that is what it took to get to me realize I need a new doctor, closer to home, that is the key.
For a quick second we go into
Babys R Us to look at strollers. That trip ended quickly with Carter throwing a tantrum because I wouldn't buy the $5 "cup with a straw and a lid" that he couldn't live without. That is the 3rd time in the last few months that people cleared a path for me while I drug my screaming kids out of the store. Sweet!
Next we go visit Grandma Oman (who recently had hip surgery) at the Health South Rehab. We showed up during her therapy, so we went to eat some lunch in hopes that that would put
Berklie in a better mood. There was no better mood, just tears and screams during the hour visit with Grandma. Hopefully Grandmas (and Grandpa's) ears are not ringing anymore.
The ride home was peaceful once
Berklie and Carter fell asleep. However Carter decided that because he had a 15 minute nap in the car that he didn't need anymore.
For the remainder of the day I tried not to lose it with one tired boy and one sore screaming baby girl. It can make for a long day. I am grateful that they are both peacefully sleeping now and that we can have a new and much better day tomorrow!!
I think I feel better now, but dang I feel like a whiner. :) Oh the joys of being a momma.