I shall tell you about my "fabulous" day yesterday. I woke up in the morning and did my workout, showered, fed the kids breakfast... all that jazz. Then hubby wakes (he had to work Sunday and didn't get home until midnight, so as his own boss, he gets to sleep in) and I remind him that the older kids have an appointment at the eye doctor at 2:45. He informs me that he has too much work lined up to take off early so I'll have to take all four kids to the appointment. *scowl* I had been reminding him regularly for a week. So I accept my day is going to be chaotic. I continue my morning catching up on mountains of laundry from our busy weekend spent at a family reunion and the beach. Make lunch and laid down with my littlest lil to get her to nap before our busy afternoon.
And then it begins.
I got up and washed up the dishes, looked at the clock and realized... its 2! rats! It takes 30 mins to drive to the city and I still have one kid napping and the rest are still running wild! I get the older ones running in the direction of the van and fill up some water bottles (yes I always bring my water with me! when aiming for a gallon a day, this task is a must!) I take my diaper bag and water to the van and tried to start it to open the windows....bad thing #1 the battery is dead. ugh. I had left the headlights on. While I begin dragging the battery charger and extension cord etc, I send my big girly to get the lil girly off my bed. I get on the road at 2:26. As I get to town I discover bad thing #2 my regular route is closed and I have to detour. Despite being late the appointment goes remarkably well, still no need to purchase expensive eyewear! YIPPEE!
We head to McDonald's for some playtime. I grab the kids a snack, had a minor run in with some grumpy family who apparantly get thoroughly irritated when OTHER families at McDonald's don't make their children eat their food before playing in the play structure and then moved on to Wal-Mart. Getting the kids out of the van I'm holding lil girly in my arms, as I pull the sliding door shut she sees her blankie on the floor and reaches out her hand to point at it.... bad thing #3 I closed the door on her tiny little finger!!!!!!!! OMG!!!! I am the worst mother in the world!!!!! I survey the damage and thankfully it does not appear broken and I'm able to calm her down with cuddles, kisses and apologies.
Collected all the groceries and headed to the checkout.... I turn to do a headcount and bad thing #4 my lil wild man is missing! At first I'm pretty calm... I retrace my steps thinking "he must be nearby, he was just here a moment ago." As I wander around the worry and pit in my stomach sets in, realizing that he is NOT nearby. I don't believe it was very long but it felt like FOREVER! I head to customer service and inform the clerk that my lil boy is lost. They ask for a description and as I hear the intercom announce some sort of code color followed by "lost child, 3 year old little boy with a brown mohawk....." its trails off in my mind as I can't hold it together anymore and I start to bawl. A nice clerk assures me that the employees are watching the exists, he will be in the building somewhere. My lil girly pats my hand and says "hi mama". I cry more. I'm still scanning everywhere looking for him. Finally, after what I'm sure was the longest few minutes of my life I see the lil wild man!!!! I run towards him and scoop him up!!!! So happy to be reunited!!!!
After all this crap, I did not turn to food. I'm so happy to report that fact. I feel like the crappiest mother on earth. Hoping for a better day today.
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