Crazy Morning

I think I need a mommy medal for today. I entertained my two stinkers in the doctors office for 2 solid hours (half of which was in a hot, pent up little room with all kinds of instruments to get into). I consoled my babies after their shots all the while I was getting whoozy and had to sit down,  on the verge of fainting again! I guess this pregnancy is making me into a fainter. I then took them to McDonalds where I had to chase Jack so he wouldn't steal other kids' food. While I was chasing Jack, Lydi was proceeding to climb higher and higher in the playplace. Pretty soon I hear a familiar wailing. I am so claustrophobic so I was trying everything to get her to go down the slide so I wouldn't have to rescue her. I sent up all kinds of random kids, "hey go help my little girl, show her how to get down" but all I would hear is Lydi's screams become more high-pitched. By this time everyone was listening. After about 10 minutes of failed encouragement, some nice man said, "go ahead and go on up, I'll keep an eye on your son." Little did he know it wasn't Jack I was that worried about, it was the enclosed plastic madness. Finally I took a deep breath and started winding my way up. I almost ran kids over as I trudged up there trying to go as fast as I could. I grabbed my Lyd and we went sliding. Rescued!! And the nice man really was nice because Jack wasn't kidnapped or anything. Whew! All in a mornings work.