Seriously?

There are times when I wonder if all parents of toddlers go through this or if I just really struggle as a mother. I took Kamri to the doctor today for her 9 month well check. She is still a little sick but they said to bring her in anyway. When we got there we checked in and sat down. The waiting area is all open with a bunch of different doctor's offices next to it so I sat Hayes down and tried to occupy him so he wouldn't run away. Luckily they called Kamri's name right as we sat down. So I gathered up our stuff and said "Comon Hayes" and I guess that now means run like mad in the other direction. I calmly sat Kamri down next to the nurse as I was apologizing about her having to wait and ran after him. I caught up to him at the entrance...about three offices down.

Now that we have things under countrol for the moment the nurse weighed Kamri, measured..all that fun stuff. Hayes was watching and being good. But then I suppose he realized Kamri was getting all the attention. When the doctor walked in Hayes just kept on turning the light switch on and off while I was talking to the doctor. I kept on telling him to stop and trying to hold him but I didn't know what to do...I was holding Kamri and it's hard to hold a conversation about how your baby is picky and will only nurse (i know...a picky baby from me...imagine that) and stop a two year old. Finally the doctor shook his finger at Hayes and told him no no no and Hayes stopped. I've never tried the shaking the finger approach but I don't think it'll work for me though. He listened to the doctor and stopped messing with the light switch but decides he wants to wash his hands in the sink. So I'm trying to get him off the counter and explain to him that now is not the time as the doctor is asking me about Kamri's gross motor development. I'm explaining that she army crawls but hasn't gotten her knees up yet. As I'm wrestling my climbing child off the counter I'm thinking in the back of my head "I hope she doesn't walk until she's 2! I can't even handle one mover" (Okay maybe that is a bit unfair to her) The doctor starts to check her eyes and ears and this is where Hayes decides to pay with the door and walk out. As the doctor is telling me that Kamri has a double ear infection and telling me all the symptoms of an ear infection so I'll know next time...Hayes decides to shut the door behind him. I thought that the door to the hallway would be closed but that's what I get for thinking. I let the doctor finish his sentence and then asked if he'd hold Kamri while I went and got hayes.

When I walked out into the waiting room and nice couple that couldn't speak english very well looked at me, pointed down the hall and said "Little boy?, way way down there....far" I start running and by the time I see Hayes he is in the other wing of the hospital where they do surgeries. He was standing there deciding where to go when he saw me so he started laughing and ran farther away. After finally catching him, him kicking off his boots, and the long walk back to the doctor's office we get back to the doctor with Kamri screaming because I left her with this stranger. The doctor kindof laughs it off but continues to stress to me the importance of trying to get my child to eat solid foods. Yes..I know..I've been trying for four months now. To add to the chaos, sometime during all this Bracken's phone went off, LOUDLY. (He forgot it so I was going to take it to him at his office after the dr visit) The doctor was done and then asks Hayes if he wants a sucker. I really love this doctor but seriously? You offer him a sucker and he's been this naughty? and if you were going to give him a sucker why not at first so he would sit still?!?! He was great while the nurse gave Kamri a shot...just sat there and ate his sucker. When it was finished he started to bolt out the door again while I was getting Kamri dressed and the nurse just laughed at my inability to control my child.

I know this post probably sound vaguely like my post about shopping with Hayes. Maybe I just have to write them out so I can laugh about them later or vent or hope there are other mothers out there like this so that I can consider myself and my kids "normal". Maybe it's because once upon a time...the magical time before I had kids (not magical because I did not have kids, but magical because of the way I thought I would be as a parent) I thought that my kids would always be well behaved and I'd never look like the lady running around with her head cut off. Not that those people are bad parents, or that I was going to be a great parent....just somehow...magically...that wasn't going to happen. Maybe I'll have this parenting thing down by the time I have a third. please.