Being a Mom of Three is Hard Work....

Warning: This post may be a little on the lengthy side. If you don't have some time on your hands, do not feel obligated to read on.

I have decided that being a mom to 3 kids is hard. We decided to take our first outing on Friday. Okay, maybe we didn't decide to go on an outing as much as I decided I didn't want to deal with potty training Steven this week due to him being completely out of diapers. But, whatever the reason, I left the house by myself with three kids in tow. I had been promising Elise she could get a library card so that she could do the summer reading program which started this week as well, so we decided to stop by the library and then head to Target for diapers. I first fed Cameron and got him to sleep in his carseat so we could leave him covered up and I hoped he would sleep the whole time. However, by the time I got him to sleep in the carseat and got all of our stuff plus the two other kiddos ready to leave, it had been an hour and a half since I'd fed him already so we were on a little bit of a time crunch.

We left about 11:00 and headed to the library first. I unloaded Cameron in his carseat as well as Elise and Steven from the car, we walked up to the door and found it was locked. What? I looked at the sign on the door, and of course it stated that the library opens at 10:00 am every weekday except Friday when it doesn't open until noon. Perfect. We walked back to the car, loaded everyone back up and headed to Target. We went in, got diapers, picked up a few other things on our list and got in line to pay. I got to the front of the line and Cameron started crying. It was about time for him to eat again. Oh well, at least I was at the front of the line. But then another employee came up to our cashier and proceeded to have a 5 minute conversation with her about who knows what. People in the lines all around us were flying through the checkout, and I was stuck there with a hungry crying baby that I didn't want to have to take out of his seat in a dirty store and a toddler who kept trying to pull everything off the shelves at the checkout. Lovely. Finally we got through the checkout and headed to the car. I put the kids in the back and told them they could play for a few minutes while I fed Cameron. I got Cameron out of his seat and started feeding him when I heard from the back seat, "Mom, I really have to go potty, right now!" Perfect. I was not about to go back into Target so I told Elise that she would have to hold it. She assured me that would not be possible. I thought for a minute and decided the best option was to put one of Steven's diapers on her in case she had an accident because there was no way I was unloading two kids and one hungry baby again. Now I had a crying four year old as well because she was asolutely certain she was too old to pee in a diaper, and of course she was right about that but sometimes you've just gotta do what you've gotta do, and this was definitely one of those times. I finished feeding Cameron, took off Elise's wet diaper (yep, she really couldn't hold it,) and headed back to the library. Of course the librarian wanted to see my driver's license to give Elise a library card. Oops. I recently lost my license and haven't had a chance to replace it just yet. I did have my passport for ID, but I was going to also need something with my address on it since my passport didn't list that. Hmmmm.... I looked through my purse and of course had nothing that could verify my address. As we were about to leave with two crying kids because they couldn't check out books, the librarian suggested that maybe I had a car registration in my car with an address listed and that would work to verify my address. Great, of course I did. We walked back to the car again, got my registration and went back to the desk to get a library card. I let each of the kids pick three books to check out, and of course Steven found himself in the Christmas section with all Christmas books. Oh well, I was too tired at this point to care, so Christmas books in June it would be! Finally we made it home, just in time for Cameron to eat again. I'm pretty sure I won't be going anywhere with all three kids again, maybe ever. Okay, I'm sure I'll have to attempt it again at some point, but I am at least going to need a couple more weeks.