If I Can't Walk To It, I Don't Want To Go

I hate being on someone else's schedule. Today was Jaina's 4-month check-up. Oh yeah, she's exactly 4 months old today. Yippee. Anyway, why is it that when you have an appointment to keep, everything goes to crap? This morning, just as I was starting to get Libby dressed and ready to go, Jaina pulled a hard plastic toy off her bouncy seat and smacked herself in the head with it. Commence screaming. I got her calmed down, then put her down so I could get Libby dressed. Resume screaming. Then the genious in me decided to hook the VCR up to the cable box so I could tape "Dora Saves The Mermaids" because for some idiot reason, our cable contract (which is not in our name, so there is nothing I can do to change it) doesn't include DVR. Cheap! So Libby keeps freaking out because I keep disconnecting stuff and Jaina is still hollering. Get hook-ups figured out, begin recording Dora, put Jaina in her car seat, pinch her leg with the buckle. Commence screaming once again. Then I got lost on the way to the doctors. Twice.

Get to the office for my 11:30 appt, don't see doctor until 12:30. Ask, "Is this kind of wait normal?" listen to five-minute spiel of "well, if my 9 o'clock appt is late, blah, blah, blah, blah..." Think about switching doctors. 5 minutes with the doctor, find out Jaina weighs 15 lbs (90th percentile) and is 27 inches long, which puts her 1 lb above the top of the chart. I figured as much since she is wearing 9 month sized clothing. Jaina got her shots, commence screaming once again.

This outing has just reinforced to me the fact that I hate leaving my apartment by myself with the children. Don't like it, don't want to do it. If I can't walk to it, I don't want to go. And I am soooo tired. At least I know it's not because I'm pregnant. 'Cause I checked. Today. Just in case. And I'm not pregnant, just exhausted. So there.

But, now that we are home, all is well. Libby will be going down for a nap soon, and hopefully, so will Jaina since she missed her nap this morning. Libby did not nap yesterday and I am praying that was a fluke. I would love to take a nap today.

Oh, and all of Libby's old winter clothes from when she was a baby fit Jaina like, right now. So the whole "Oh, your babies will be in the same season, you won't have to buy any new clothes" apparently doesn't take Giant Jaina into consideration. Winter clothes shopping, here we come.