Wow

Wow.
That's all I can really say about the last week.
I am typing this one handed at 12:17am, while holding a fussing baby and rocking a bouncy chair with my foot.
No joke.
Both babies have been fed, not once, not twice, but three times in the last 5 hours. No amount of gripe water seems to be able to fix them.
We sleep in shifts. Mark and I each get 3-4 hours a night if we are lucky.
Having more than one baby is truly crazy. Especially if they are night owls like mine are.
It's difficult to juggle everyone, especially with a crazy toddler in the mix.

Yes, that is a barf bowl in the picture. Rylen had a short bout of stomach flu. Just to add to the craziness.

Juggling two hungry babies and a 2 year old

I do believe this picture was taken at around 3am

But, then there are the sweetest moments. Such as this:

And this:

And this:

We waited a long time for this, so I won't complain. Okay, maybe I will. We are tired. Very, very tired.  But happy. Very, very happy :-)