The sky is falling

Have you ever had one of those days where you think you are clearly about to die in some tragic accident, because ever single thing that can go wrong is going wrong? I'm having one of those days.

I had my 6 week post baby checkup today. Well, I was supposed to have it. X and L are tag teaming me today. I had to clean the bathrooms (it's been 6 weeks since they've been cleaned), yuck! I had to clean them with X strapped to my chest because he won't let me put him down. L has started potty training. She insists on being naked all the time now. Not good. She is also throwing tantrums involving throwing her naked 24 pound body on the ground and screaming for 5 minutes until she realizes I don't respond to tantrums. It really ticks her off that I won't acknowledge her until she stops screaming and kicking.

My Dr's office called a few days ago and asked to change my appointment time to 11:45am today. I had my mom come over, fed X, made B&L's lunches, and generally got everything ready. Left the house and watched several near accidents go on all around me on the road. When I finally arrived in the parking lot, a woman threw her car in reverse and started backing into my car to try and claim a parking spot which she had already driven 20 feet past. After waiting for 10 minutes in the waiting room they called me back...to tell me they needed to cancel my appointment! I had ENOUGH!!! After spending an hour round trip driving there and back, tolls and parking...they cost me $30+ to NOT have my appointment. Not to mention having to work around 3 kids and a nursing baby, and get childcare arranged. I've decided I'm not going back to reschedule. I already had my incision checked at 3 weeks, and I have not had any complications. No way am I going through that again.

On my way home I was cut off by a crazy woman who tried to jump into my lane with inches to spare. Next, a Uhaul truck right next to me blew out a tire which sounded like a bomb exploding. Then, I was so aggravated by the days events that I missed my exit, and had to u-turn twice on the highway just trying to get home. I think that I should just hide under the covers for the rest of the day. Also, since I'm not planning on rolling the dice with another risky pregnancy, I'm just going to find a regular Dr out here in the 'burbs. I don't need an OB anymore. Especially not one who is so far away, and is regularly needing to attend to births and cancel appointments. It is too much effort to get downtown.