some days I feel like super mom and others . . . .

Two of my kids had doctor appointments this afternoon so I pack the three monkeys up and away we went. I felt so prepared for what ever mood they were in, I had a good rest before we left, I packed games and markers and paper and snacks. . . I really felt ready. Unfortunately even my preparedness was no match for an over 2 hour wait. Why do doctors always over book and make moms like me wait. I hate situations like this! Out in public, people listening (judging me) the kids know I won't use my angry voice in public so of course they take full advantage of the situation. I tried to compensate with "the look" but it does no good with out “the voice”! They know they've got me and they are not afraid to go wild; and this afternoon that is exactly what they did!!!

When they brought us into the exam room my two year old and four year old lost every bit of discipline and manners they've ever been taught. We waited in there for ten-ish or more minutes and in that short time my son (age 4) stole a pap smear swab and used it as a sward against his little sister, my daughter (age 2) broke the doctors computer. They both rummaged through all the drawers asking what everything was (how do explain those pap forceps to children??) stealing band-aids and gloves and tape measures. They stamped the examining table, the chairs, walls themselves and each other with the doctors signature stamps . . . the baby (3 months) pooped all over herself (and me). When i wasn't trying to clean up pooh I was feeding her. So all I could do about the wild monkeys was try to remain calm, remind them of how we behave, ask them to listen, and tell them over and over in the most calm voice to stop what they were doing. I was at their mercy! In the calmest voice I could muster and the angriest "I mean business" look I could produce. I near begged them to behave and neither were accommodating their dear mama.

When the doctor arrived she wasn’t in a good mood, utterly un-amused by my children’s antics. Her cold, impatient and unforgiving manner made me feel worse.

By the time we got back to the car I was so exhausted and frustrated, the monkey’s of course got a stern talking too about respecting other peoples belongings and what is appropriate behavior at the doctors office, then quietly I had myself a good cry. Now that I have had a time to calm down and reflect, I can’t help but laugh my butt offf!! MY SON STOLE A PAPSMEAR SWAB AND IS USING IT AS A SWARD!!!!!