this is why we don't go anywhere...

(this story is for you, ms. betty)
So, Monday of this week I noticed that both the babies were sounding really congested. I called the doctor's office and the nurse said to watch them and if it gets worse, or they start running fever to call back. So, yesterday, Reed started running a fever, and both of their congestion was worse, so, I called and made an appointment. Luckily they had one at 2:45. So, I loaded up the stroller, got the bag ready, changed their diapers, and packed the car. As I am unpacking the car in the parking lot, I realized that I had left the diaper bag in the kitchen. GREAT!!! As I am walking to the clinic, I am praying that no one will have a poopy diaper. Really? Haven't I learned by now that with my babies, doctor's office=poopy diaper. Anyway, they call us back. I begin to tell the nurse that Reed is now running fever, and no, I have not given him any Tylenol because we are OUT of it at home. No worries, she says, and leaves to go get us some. Sweet girl brought me two bottles. So, she leaves and I give Reed the Tylenol. The second it goes down, everything, and I mean everything comes right back up. Lots of mucus, the 1:00 bottle, all of it. Now, remember, I have no bibs, burp cloths, extra clothes, NOTHING. So, I am holding Reed in my left arm, and am trying to catch all the throw up with my right hand, while making my way to the sink. Well, my right hand starts overflowing and it all lands..... that's right... on the doctor's stool. Ok. So, I decided to worry about that later, and I get Reed over the sink and get him calmed down. His outfit is SO wet. So, I start scrounging around in my purse and guess what I found... a bib!! YEAH!! Except, wait... it is dirty. There are dried yellow spots all over it. So, why had I left this in my purse?? I do not know. So, I did what anybody would do. I turned it over and put the wrong side up. Then, I start trying to clean up, and realize that this job is a little too big for just me. So, I go get the sweet nurse. She brings in some "spray" and helps me clean. About that time... I thought I smelled poop. Really? Please, No!! Because, remember, I do not have anything with me! I checked Ryan, and thank goodness he was clean! I told the nurse that we were good, and didn't need any diapers. She said, well, they are in the cabinet if you do. OK. So, things are settled down again and we are waiting for the doctor.... Except... I just keep smelling something. So, I checked Ryan again. Nothing. Then, it dawned on me to check Reed. Tah-Dah!! Of course, he had a poopy diaper. So, I thought, I'm just gonna get a diaper and some wipes out of that cabinet, and no one will have to know. Well, guess what? They didn't have our size!!!! All they had were tiny, preemie sizes and big 4's and 5's. Well, I needed a 2. The thought crossed my mind to just make a size 4 work, but I knew it never would. So, I hung my head in shame, and walked back out to the nurses' desk to ask for a size 2 diaper. Of course, she was so sweet about it, but Really?? I get Reed settled and Dr. Jones comes in. He delivers the news that not only are they really congested, but they have ear infections!!!!!
I must say, though, they have handled this litte sickness very well! They both have slept well, and haven't been TOO fussy! I think I will pack a bag, though, just to always leave in the car!!