What I should have done...

So I just got back from taking the kids to Story Time at the Covington Library (near my parents' house), and I'm really frustrated/embarassed, and everyone I would normally spill it to is busy, so here it goes. It was a really cute thing, called Pajamarama. The kids wore their jammies & brought their Loveys, and the librarian read 3 stories & did a couple songs. My kids were all a little more talkative/noisey/active than the other kids there, but I'm pretty used to that at this point. Then it ended, and it occured to me that I'd have much better luck at finding good books on ADHD than I did at our library (which is itty itty bitty)...

What I should have done was take the wild children home & come back later without them. Instead, I told the boys to pick out a couple books & look at them while I went to go look for a Mommy book. I walked across the library (and was astounded at what a real library looks like after 3.5 years of living in Eagle Mountain, where the library is easily <1000 sq ft, and it's grown since we moved in!). I found the section where the ADHD books were, and grabbed 8, which was only about half of them (Our library had like 5, several of which are more than a decade old). It took me maybe 5 minutes, mostly because I had to either struggle to keep Katy in my arms or she would pull books off the shelf. At one point she started crying, I think because I took my phone from her, and about 20 teenagers turned to stare at me.

So then I started walking towards the children's section, to find the librarian helping David & Ryan look for me! I had heard children yelling "Mommy," but ignored it for some reason. I was just hoping it wasn't my children. I don't know why I would even bother hoping that the nautiness was coming from anyone else's kids. They couldn't spend 5 minutes looking at books! They were actually YELLING for me across the LIBRARY!!!!! Then I had to figure out the self check out thing while Katy kept trying to crawl for the shelves & pull books off. I tried to have David get her, but that would make her cry. Argh! And when I was ready for the boys' books, they were finally sitting at the computers in the children's section, and wouldn't come! Why couldn't you have stayed quietly over there when I told you to?!? I had call to them, causing more loudness from our family! The four of us probably made more noise in the library in the hour we were there than anybody else all day! SO FRUSTRATING!


And while I've been typing this, David spilled a whole bunch of milk on the carpet. And I can't figure out how to fill the tank on my parents' carpet cleaner, so the milk is soaking in. And Katy bonked her head a million times while trying unrelentingly to get the keyboard & mouse. And Ryan had a time out for hitting David. And David's Lovey got taken away because he was using it to hit Ryan. And Ryan hugged me, then bonked his head on my chin on the way up, making me bite my tongue really hard (it bled!). And when I yelled that it hurt, it scared Katy, so she started crying and wouldn't stop. Why do people want kids? More importantly, why do I want another one (not right now, but sometime)? They are so frustrating!