TMI

Before you read ahead, let me give you fair warning: This may be too much information for most of you......

This morning we (the three children and I) headed out at the crack of dawn to get my labs done.  Every few months (it seems) I have to get blood drawn to make sure everything in me is working properly (at least, the parts of me that a blood test can read) because of my diabetes.  I have to fast in order for the tests to work properly.  Just the idea of not being able to eat makes me a little edgy.  Last time my blood sugar was running low, but I was determined to have my labs done that day, and didn't want to mess up the results.  As soon as I got into the lab room the phlebotomy lady gave me an orange juice, apparently when it's that close to the blood draw it's ok to drink.....anywho, not my favorite thing to do.

We waited patiently for 20 minutes then I got called back.  Today the phlebotomy lady was very friendly, not always the case.  We chatted, she drew blood and told me the Dr. also wanted a urine sample.  Perfect!  That makes so much sense, since I have not eaten or drank a drop in the last 12+ hours.  Whatever, ALL of us traipse back to the bathroom with lots of shouting and questioning surrounding me. 

MOM, what are you doing with that cup?  Are we done yet?  Was that owies?  Where is the bathroom?

We manage to get into the bathroom and Brayden instantly starts giggling.  This kid's memory is amazing, he knew exactly what was happening next and he thought it was hilarious!  So much so, that he started laughing harder and harder and louder and louder. 

"MOM is going to tinkle in that little cup!  Hahahahahaha"

Girls:  "What?  Why?  Why are you tinkling in that cup?  I  have to go potty!!  Why are all these other cups  full of tinkles?   (after opening the handy, dandy secret cupboard).

I don't know about you, but tinkling in a small cup is not my greatest talent.  It brings back HORRIBLE memories of when I was pregnant with the girls, as big around as I am tall and trying to balance, hold a cup and tinkle, without making a gigantic mess.....This reminds me, I think pregnant ladies should be given a BUCKET, especially ladies pregnant with twins!

I have digressed......eventually with much concentration and anxiety I was able to tinkle in my little cup with a full-on audience.  What am I going to do in a few years when all of these little  people are in school full time?  Tinkle by myself?  What a crazy idea.