What A Day

What a day I've had.....and it's only lunchtime. Super.

Today started off with me taking the little one to the pediatric dermatology specialist! Finally, the head honcho himself! And we got some awesome answers about his chin. Hopefully, in the near future, I can go grocery shopping/for a walk/to the mall/leave my freaking house without someone stopping me and saying, "What's wrong with his chin!?"

My answer: "What's wrong with your face?" Smash.

Yeah. I wouldn't do that. But I want to every. single. time.

After the doctor, I ran by Walgreen's to drop off the scripts for his new meds. They said they would be ready in an hour and a half. (Liars.)

So, I had time to go pick up my bridesmaid's dress from the alterations place.

In case you're wondering, running into an alterations place that has no AC when it's 103 outside with a screaming 13 month old and carrying a pair of heels is not fun. As in, it's torture/hell/a nightmare. Then, being put in a microscopic dressing room while your son is grabbing all over the dress and stepping all over it while you're trying desperately to shove it on is also not fun. THEN, buying the dress twice (once, because the people told me I needed an insanely huge size, and then again for when it was obvious that the dress had to be completely remade into a much, much, much smaller size) is not fun.

We went back to Walgreen's. They didn't have one of the meds, and he's on record for being allergic to a medicine that is in the same family as his new antibiotic. Kill me. 103 heat. Screaming in the back seat. Bear-Bear is in the wash because he is covered in poop/pee/vomit/other nastiness, thus making it impossible for my sweet toddler to fall asleep. I leave Walgreen's too tired to be furious. Empty-handed. Feeling like this morning was all for nothing with the doctor.

Then, the worst thing of all is that one of my close friends lost her precious son this weekend. And this crushes my heart into a million pieces. I have been devastated for her. Can't stop thinking about her. Can't stop crying. I'm just breaking for her. And I found out the memorial service is on Friday. When I'll be in Texas for one of my best friend's weddings.

Needless to say, today has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. And thank you for reading my rants and raves. And yes, you can offer up a prayer that I will regain my sanity soon. ;)