My Perturbed Face

Yesterday 2 of the 5 kiddos had a doctor appointment.

This was just a well child appointment

and

the doctor's office will only make appointments for 2 at a time.

but

I come in with all 5 kiddos.

I'm sure it is quite a show.

Within the first 5 minutes, before our coats are even off,

my 4 year old has coughed in her hand (gasp went the receptionist!)

instead of her arm,

"Next time, could you please cough in your arm please sweetie?"

she picked her boogers,

she ran around the whole waiting room,

and

she ran down the hall where the doctors are.

She refused to come by me or any of her sisters or brother.

(who were chasing her, trying to reel her in)

I told them to leave her alone.

Which finally worked.

She came and stood by me,

while I answered the receptionist's questions about our address, twice,

one for each child's appointment.

Then, I filled out the paperwork for each, while holding the (very squirmy) baby,

and then read books (which we brought) to the baby and the 4 year old.

Drenched in sweat, I caught out of the corner of my eye,

a woman motioning me.

This woman, was, I'd say in her upper 50's, if not 60, with long, straight dark hair.

She was sitting with what looked like Santa on vacation. He had the white beard and hair and belly, and wore a white t-shirt and a white headband on his head,

you know the kind from the 7o's.

She then, lipped to me, with very exaggerated movements, so I'd understand,

"ARE THESE ALL YOURS?"

I then, wrinkled my eyes, in disbelief, I guess,

she then, lipped it again, with exaggerated movements,

"ARE THESE ALL YOURS?"
Now anyone who has brought 5 kiddos to the doctors office, knows how hard a task this is.

I was not feeling my usual "be nice to rude people" self.

So, this is the look I gave her, with a nod yes.

I couldn't even look her in the eye after that, so,

I had my eyes on the book, with my 2 littles on my lap, hugging them a little tighter and kissing them a little more, as she continued to talk to her workout Santa husband, about how,

Oh, my gosh, those are ALL mine.

I think I just felt so

on display.

I hated it.

Usually going against the current is

easy for me.

But

Sometimes

It is hard.

Thank you God for EVERY ONE of my beautiful children.

(even when they pick their boogers

and run around waiting rooms and don't listen to me in public)

Even though others might not see the blessing,

I see it.

And

I guess

they help me to see the blessings even better.