Will This Day NEVER END???!!!???

Okay, so Friday was my first big day with the kids by myself in town... Kempton had a doctors' appt at 10 while brad was teaching so it was to be just me, and my 3 friends that i normally pon my kids off on have up and left me. (well one got back last night, but not in time) (and i guess to the other one's credit, she wants to be here but can't... i guess i still love her...mwbffs!) but the other one moved... the nerve. anyways, back to the story. So we get up, in the car, drop off brad, and twist and wind our way through campus to get to the other side where the dr's office is. i'm thinking, this is going to be just great! look at me SUPER MOM of 3!!! I park the car. I get tj out, then kempton, and finally sarahbeth. i carry the carseat with kempton, the diaper bag and my new purse!!! (thanks Alix!). i hold tj's hand, and sarahbeth holds his other hand. we look like the perfect little family walking into the office. as we get to the door we see joane loden, her baby, and her mom!!! hey look! witnesses to my perfectness! I walk with my kids down to the area where we always go, and am told to go back to the front to register kempton because even though my family has been there for 2 years, kempton is a new patient and has to get registered at the front... ok, no biggie. so now i pick up the diaper bag, my purse, and the car seat and let sb and tj run carefully back to the front and calmly ask to register my new baby! all is well, EXCEPT i forgot the letter with the baby's medicaid number on it. no worries! Joane's mom watches/entertains my kids while i try to call to get the #, because i didn't want to waste all the time and gas just to go home to get the stinkin' #. unfortunately, they won't give it to me over the phone, BUT i can go to the county health dept and get it there. No big deal, i have to go there anyways to register kempton on WIC. So, i gather my entourage and we had back to the car. after I convince sb and tj to get in, it's time to nurse kempton. so i roll the windows down for the kids in the back and turn on the music and proceed to nurse kempton. sb then decides to have an arguement with me on how she should have a turn to feed baby kempton. i told her only mom can feed baby kempton right now. but NO, she said, not from here, as she points to her chest. from my finger!!! I try to tell her that no food comes out of her finger, and eventually i get the point across. Then after a few quiet moments, she asks "Mom, when my chest gets bigger, can I feed baby Kempton?" needless to say that made me smile! and we proceeded to talk about when it would be okay for her to feed a baby... more precisely after she gets married she can feed her own babies. and she was happy with that. so on to the health department. we get to the parking lot and park... i get tj, then kempton, and then sb out followed by the diaper bag, and my purse. we go in and sign in on the clipboard at 10:40. thank goodness because they close at 11 for the day. after a few minutes sb needs to go potty, so our friend who works their and loves our kids (thank goodness!) watches tj so i can take sb and kempton to the restroom. well, poor sb has diareah, so we end up doing this a couple of times while we are there. good news! at 11:15 we get a new letter with kemptons' insurance # on it. so then i go to the wic window and give them my 10 lbs of informations that they requested me to bring only to have them inform me that i failed to include a proof of residency. SHEESHE!!! once again, weve' been here for 2 years now! can't you see i'm frazled and can't handle this today!!! so i snatch my portfolio of papers back and load my broad back up into the car to go get brad, who will be finished with classes at 11:50. we sit out in the parking lot as usual, when sb says she needs to go potty again. WELL, we still have 10 minutes until brad will be done teaching and no where to park. THANK YOU UNIVERSITY OF ALABAMA for doing away with practically all of your visitors parking! and they don't accept dollar bills in the parking garages... messed up! so i just pulled into a faculty spot and got all 3 kids out (left the diaper bag and purse behind) and ran inside to find the nearest bathroom... which happened to be out of order, and then had to find stairs/elevator and get to the 2nd floor and finally found the bathroom. that building is a little confusing when you're looking for something specific. go figure. anyways, run into brad and go back out to the car. we have been gone for a total of 20 minutes. and guess what is on the windshield!!!!!?????!!!!?????!!!??? a freiken' $50 parking ticket!!!! ARGH! so we drive by the parking services so that i can explain why i failed to obey their rules. but after i tell my story, they just smile and say sorry you have to fill out an appeals form. and actually brad has to do it since he is the student that is registered with the parking permit! so on to target to return a few things and make ourselves feel better by buying a couple of movies. while we are there, sb and i walk around the baby section and look at the easter dresses, which happen to be across from the bra section. sb looks at them (the bra's) and then at me and says " mom, when my chest gets bigger, can i put one of those on?" more smiles... after that, it's back to the doctors office, where we wait 1 1/2 until kempton finally sees the dr. brad took the kids outside to play and pass the time. So updates on Kempton are this... he is 8lbs 5 oz, still 20 inches, and he has a goopy eye and gets medicine on that now, and uh, oh yes, he has a heart murmer and has to do some testing for that on monday... so it looks like we get to retry our hand at this super mom thing... WOOHOO!