Saturday, May 03, 2008

Scattered

This morning we had to get up extra, extra early in order to pick Kid #1 up from a sleepover in another town, get Kid #2 to a baseball game at 8:30am and then Kid #3 to a swimming lesson at 11:30am.

And only one parent was on duty.

You guessed it, I was that parent.

Anyway, when I dragged Kid #2's raggedy behind out from under the crumpled mess that had become his bed linens overnight, he wasn't too happy. He sulked and seemed disoriented and even went to his closet to grab school clothes when I had his baseball uniform laid out for him . . . just like every Saturday morning.

I woke Kid #3 up at the last possible moment, fearing the ugly it's-morning-and-I-should-be-getting-my-beauty-sleep monster that was sure to greet me.

Yup, everything was normal, there she was, in all of her glory. So I wrestled Kid #3 into her clothes, hastily brushed her teeth, grabbed a bag of apples and some granola bars and headed to the car; which, thankfully, I'd packed the night before with our necessary items.

After picking Kid #1 up, from the sleepover (which is kind of an oxymoron don't you think, I mean, come on, they do everything but sleep), we were finally en route to destination baseball field.

Sitting in weather that is not quite rain and not quite not rain is terribly annoying. It is also even more terribly annoying with crabby children in tow. Let's just say that I am eternally grateful for parking spots close to the field, ones that are close enough that you can leave a sullen, tired and cranky 11-year-old in the car while you try to keep score with a wiggly 4-year-old on your lap.

Let's also just say that I was not amused by the mothers gathered around me, with their Starbuck's sporting perfect foam, who were not holding wiggly 4-year-olds or keeping track of pitches despite my frantic, last minute email requesting help.

One did hold the umbrella for me though, so the ink wouldn't smudge all over the playbook.

I think I would have married her if she'd brought me a latte.

So the crazy, busy morning drags on, like it does for many a parent all over the world. I know I'm not alone. I know that with each ticking minute that passes that we are all just a little bit closer to the glorious hour known as bedtime. I know that it will come sooner than usual for my tired children and for that, I am grateful.

But I do know one thing, if I have to listen to Kid #2 sing, "C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e s-o-n-g song, and if you don't think we can sing it faster than you're wrong! It'll help if you'll just sing along!" one more time, I'm trading in my mommy card for a job on a cruise ship.

We aren't camping and I'm not singing!

19 comments:

musing said...

Ah, I remember similar days. Ballet class four times a week, Tae Kwon Do in between. Chess club on the weekends.

Hang in there!

Tutta la Storia said...

Hi Carrie, thanks for visiting my blog! OMG, I don't know how you do it with three--one toddler and one on the way seems challenging enough for me right now!

Ann(ie) said...

Next time you call me. I will DELIVER you Starbucks to the ballfield I swear to God! And you don't even have to marry me!! ;)

painted maypole said...

i have a friend who worked on a cruise ship as a performer. He LOVED it.

LindaJ said...

I'm not laugh at you, I'm laughing with you...I feel your pain sista!
Be thankful you aren't listening to hit me with your best shot 900 times in broken english....I'm in a bad karaoke nightmare.

flutter said...

you need a case of wine. stat.

Family Adventure said...

You gotta love Spongebob :)

Good job surviving!

Heidi

Amanda said...

The road ahead scares me.

Kevin Charnas said...

What if she would've brought you Jack Daniels in that Latte, then what? heh.

I can't imagine the stress, I truly can't, Carrie. But, I can't imagine the joy either...the joy and the purpose...of having children.

Maybe one day, I'll know.

Beth from the Funny Farm said...

My husband travels frequently for his job and I am left as the only available parent around here FREQUENTLY. I totally understand where you are coming from here.

Mrs. G. said...

I wish I could bring you a latte-with a shot of brandy in it.

Indy said...

We haven't started baseball yet but I feel your pain. I am not looking forward to the early spring games. I am jealous that your kids sleep in. Sign me up for the cruise ship job too!

Nap Warden said...

I just know that's around the corner for me:O

Shamelessly Sassy said...

haha! Love it. goodluck!

Mrs. Flinger said...

Whomever said you need wine, let me be the one to bring it. :-)

Hilarious. And oh-so-my-life.

creative-type dad said...

I think this is why they invented Starbucks drive-thru's - for parents like us.

Becky said...

and dont you just love it all? LOL.

Kellan said...

You're so cute - "WE aren't camping and I'm not singing!" - HA!

Good to see you Carrie - I have missed you. You have changed your site and site name since I have see you last - I like it, but thought I was at the wrong blog! Hope you are doing well - see you soon - Kellan

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