So this morning started out just fine. I got Dallin to work on time, got home in time to feed & dress both kids, and still have a little bit of wiggle room before needing to leave the house to drop the kids off while I went to work.
It was 8:30, and I told Tyler he needed to get off the computer & get his shoes on. He came waddling back to my room, and said, "Mom, I wet my pants." UGH!!! Really, Tyler? Okay, no big deal. So, I take him into the bathroom and help him get his wet pants off. As I'm taking off his pants, he starts going on the floor! So, I run him over to the toilet, and then go get some clean clothes -- after cleaning up the bathroom floor. I didn't get his wet things off before having to run him over to the toilet, so now I'm trying to do that as quickly as possible. I then notice that he started to poop in his underwear. And because I didn't know that before I tried taking the wet things off, he now has it all over his leg.
So, I get the pants & underwear off, and do what I can with the underwear before leaving for work. Then I hear, "Mom, I need to go poopies." Ya think? So I plop him down on the seat, run out to get the wipes cuz I know this is going to be messy, and grab the phone to call my boss to let her know I don't know when I'll be in to work -- oh, and to call my friend who was watching them today. I start to call my boss, and after about the 4th ring -- when the voice mail would pick up -- my phone turns off. Low battery.
Ok. We'll just go as fast as we can. So, then as Tyler's finishing on the toilet, I'm cleaning off his legs & oh yeah, the toilet because...well you get it. So, he finishes, I get him dressed, and we head out the door only 20 minutes later (8:50) than my intended ETD. I get both kids outside, and started out to the car, and Tyler says, "Mom, the bus is here!" The bus.
We have 2 handicapped gentlemen in our complex who are in wheelchairs and who take the city bus every morning. I know I'm running late when the bus gets there. Normally, not a big deal. Sometimes, though, it parks right behind me, and I can't leave until it does. Today was one of those days. Now remember these guys are in wheelchairs, so they take the bus with the wheelchair lift -- and it takes time. So after getting my kids in the car, I then had to sit there for 3 to 5 minutes waiting for the bus to move. Now granted, the driver & the CNA's are really nice about trying to hurry when someone comes out to their car -- usually me at this time -- but it still takes time, that I've already lost because my son forgot he's potty trained!
I finally got the kids dropped off, did a quick "here's the deal" speil, and headed off to work. And can you believe it? People had the audacity to be on the road when I was in a hurry!!! The nerve! I should just be able to put up a sign or lights or something on my car that lets all other drivers know I'm a stressed out mom late for work AGAIN because she can't get her kids out the door in the mornings without incident! I need to be like Fezzic -- "Everybody MOVE!" When I got to work, I told my boss what had happened that morning. She then shared with me her morning -- also dealt with poop -- and I think we came out just about even -- she came in just before I did this morning. Phew.