First the wizard, and now the pediatrician. Halloween week has officially caught up with us & we all woke up with colds yesterday morning. Harper came downstairs crying this morning that her ear hurt, and since it was time for Claire’s 4 month well visit anyway, we packed up the troops & headed to the doctor’s office. Taking three sick kids to the doctor is probably in the top three for things that suck the worst, right along with taking care of them while they’re healthy, but you’re sick (or hungover) and roadtrips.
Harper did indeed have an ear infection, Claire got her shots & Eloise got the second dose of her flu shot. I’m sure everyone got a good laugh as they listened to all three of my kids cry from outside the room, Harper half trying to sing “old mcdonald” with me to help get her mind off of her ears hurting & Eloise throwing her shoes, toys and self on the floor every two seconds. It’s one of those moments when you look around the room, and realize, this is my circus, and these are my monkeys.
After getting everyone dressed, calmed down & packed back into the car, we were on our merry little way to the Publix. The girls ate goldfish while we looped around the store a few thousand times waiting for medicine from the pharmacy and I nursed Claire in my ergo (which meant I probably flashed some side boob & back fat to all the other shoppers) but hey, everyone was quiet for the first time all day!!!!
Now all three girls are napping, which means I hop in my bed with some Halloween candy & this morning’s leftover coffee, and open my computer. But I have nothing exciting to share, because today is a perfect example of how real life always takes priority over blogging. I love to keep this space happy, I don’t like to whine or complain about my kids or whatever else there is to complain about, but I guess that’s not really how motherhood works. My mom told me yesterday that when we were young, and she was a stay at home mom, she used to feel like she was the only mom that looked forward to nap time everyday. So here’s to naps. Here’s to moms who look forward to those naps. To moms whose day has totally sucked, moms whose kids have been batshit crazy & moms who still always look for something to be happy about at the end of the day.
(Like these sweet photos snapped before bed last night.)
You’re not alone, we are all in this together.7