Today I had my first annual checkup in two years. Shut up. I know. The front desk was being a pain in the ass, and I talked to Dr. W about this and she told me to leave a message for her in the future and she will put me in an emergency slot because she has too many emergency slots and not enough real slots.

While we were doing the PAP, we were chatting about the kids. She asked "So who rules the roost? Luna or Soleil?" I snorted, "me! Mom rules this house. You piss off mom, you’ve got trouble!" She couldn’t stop laughing. She said she was proud of me because most parents say they can’t control one of their kids.

She sent me for blood work and the woman there was so kind that she gave me two Tinkerbell stickers. They are for the girls, but screw it. My facebook friends say I can keep them.

While I was waiting, I saw at least 3 couples who were waiting for Dr. N, the fertility doc. I wanted to run up to them and say "He’s the best! He stuck with me until I had my baby! Even though he was afraid I would lose her, he kept me going!"

But I didn’t….sigh