It's days like this when I don't love being a mom. It's also days like this that make me realize that Derrick and I will be fine. If we can make it through a day like today without wanting to kill each other, we pass the test with flying colours.
The twins were crazy fussy today and into absolutely everything they shouldn't be. I was out for a bit, so Derrick was on his own, and then I was trying to make some soup and supper and wasn't really helping him either. Mara got taken out by a baby gate that came crashing down, and she hit her face in the tub tonight, along with being pushed by her big sister a few times and having toys stolen. Davin face planted in the living room, kept wiping out in the tub (while he was sitting down), and then Jayna cranked him in the head with the door.
It is 6:42, and the twins are already in bed and quiet. That is a 1/2 hour earlier than usual, but they (and we) were just done. Jayna's playing nicely in the tub right now and once she's in bed, we will be cleaning the bathrooms and the floors and then sitting down for a couple stiff drinks!
Oh the life of a parent. It's only glamorous if you're famous and have a nanny, a house cleaner, personal assistant, and a cook. I'd love absolutely every minute of being a mother then too!!!!
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