I thought today was going to be super easy. Our housecleaner was coming, my plan was to meet Paul for lunch, and then go to the commissary for grocery shopping. Well at 10:50 as I'm nursing Emma the reminder on my phone goes to off to remind me that I have a vet appointment for Beauty and Beast IN TEN MINUTES.
Rip Emma off the boob.
Call Paul to cancel our lunch plans. :(
Call vet to let them know we are on the way.
Run upstairs to change Emma.
Shove Emma into carseat.
Run downstairs to get dogs.
Beauty goes into mudroom. Put her leach on as Beast goes back downstairs to basement.
Grab Beast's leash.
Run downstairs.
Put Beast's leash on and chase him up to first floor.
Drag Beast to mudroom.
Put dogs in car.
Run back in house to grab Emma.
Get to vet.
Put Emma in stroller.
Try not to run over dogs with stroller as we walk into vet.
Wait. (10 mins late for appt)
Emma starts crying.
Ask woman if we can go into examining room so I can finish nursing Emma.
She sighs.
Go into room and finish nursing Emma.
Wait (it's now 50 minutes after appt time).
Tech comes in.
She talks.
And talks.
And talks.
Adds up everything they want to do. Um, we will not be paying $750 today. Sorry dogs, but you aren't getting your senior bloodwork or heartworm tests.
Wait.
And wait with cranky, only wants to be held, won't fall asleep baby.
Finally vet comes in.
Makes me feel like a terrible pet owner because dogs have long nails, full anal glands, I don't brush their teeth, blah blah blah.
Glare at vet as he takes his sweet time examining dogs and talking and talking.
Vet and tech leave room.
Wait.
Tech comes back.
Pay.
Emma cries.
Tech helps me to car with dogs.
Beauty gags herself pulling on leash resulting in her throwing up on front seat.
Head home.
Get out of car and realize the back of my pants are wet. Apparently Beauty also threw up on my seat, I didn't see it, and sat in it (didn't change my pants though).
Nurse Emma.
Head to grab a bagel and go to commissary.
Start shopping.
Get 2 cantelopes and 2 watermelon into cart before Emma starts crying.
Head to restroom to change her.
Emma screams.
Leave cart, go sit in entrance to nurse Emma.
Start shopping again.
Get halfway through produce section before Emma starts screaming again.
Try holding Emma while shopping.
Get her calm and back into carseat.
Finish shopping.
Head up front to pay.
Emma starts crying.
Pick up Emma.
Finally get groceries and Emma into car with help of bagger.
Head home.
I'm not sure who cried more today...me or Emma. Is it bedtime yet?
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