Let’s just say it could have gone better–but not because of the kids.  The kids were awesome.  Me on the other hand am very obviously operating on a brain that has lost use of much of it’s synapses. 

Leaving the house is an adventure.  It takes a little bit more than 30 minutes to make sure I have everything that I need and to get us all out of the house and buckled into our car seats, etc.  I know I will get better at it the more I do it, but the first few times are going to be tough.  This is certainly not something that I considered when I decided I wanted more than one child.  Yes, I do still want more–might have something to do with the decreased brain function.   

I had to take Peepers to the hospital to have her blood drawn for her full work-up of tests.  I should have known the day was going to go badly when they call me back (they do infants with priority–sorry for all of you waiting longer than us as we quickly went back to registration) and there was once nice older lady training another older lady on the intake system.  What should have taken about 15 minutes ended up taking 45 minutes.  Minnow as so awesome.  I was so impressed with how he held it together since I was ready to jump over the desk and tell the lady the training could wait until they were working with someone who didn’t have two kids with her. 

Alas, we were given our paperwork and headed back to the lab.  They needed blood in 8 vials and I have to say that my little Peepers is just that–LITTLE.  Her veins are little–they had to do both arms to get all that they needed.  It was awful.  Not just because she was screaming and I could see the teenager she will become in that face with clenched fists–saying “I hate you Mom.”  It was heart-wrenching because I couldn’t do anything to stop her screaming–if she would have been able to she would have hauled off and hit me good.  So, I am holding Peepers down while Minnow is crawling between my legs crying because Peepers is crying and he wants me to hold him. 

Peepers was crying so bad that she was sweating as though she had just finished running a marathon.  Poor baby girl. Finally they are done and Peepers stops crying and everything is right with the world.  We stop at the cafe and get a soda and a treat for Minnow since he was so good and at this point we are about 90 minutes past nap-time.   So, we finally get out to my car which is really hot–as I had to park on the roof and my A/C isn’t functioning well at all.  I really need to get that fixed.  Minnow asked to go to McDonald’s.  I told him sure–he was such a trooper.  So we drive in our hot car to McDonald’s, I pull up in the drive-thru and stop to get my wallet.  MY WALLET.  Where is my wallet?  I am freaking out.  I empty the diaper bag–all the while my little Minnow is demanding his cheeseburger.  No wallet to be found.  I must have left it at the cafe at the doctor’s building. 

We drive all the way back, get both of my sleeping kids out of the car and go back-no wallet was found.  We retrace all of our steps, look in trash cans.  At this point, I am getting ready to lose it.  Really, I have lost my wallet?  I can’t believe it.  I have lost a lot of things in my life, but my wallet has never been one of them.  So, back at the car I am resigned to the fact that my wallet is just gone and I am really pissed at myself.  I open the passenger door to put something in the front seat and what do I see lodged between the seat and the floor?  Yes, my wallet.  I was relieved but also felt like a complete ass.  I woke up my kids and spent way too much time in the hot car and all because I am an idiot. 

So, my first outing was a disaster but I have to look on the bright side–the next one can only be better.