Tonight was one of those nights when we all started running out of steam, patience, and energy well before bedtime. It's both my greatest joy to feel so needed by three children and also my biggest challenge. So many needs when it's physically impossible to do everything for everyone at the same time.
A hungry baby that wants to be held and cannot consume food fast enough for his liking. An emotional daughter that wants to be held/doesn't want to talk/is in a mood. A particular oldest who wants to keep a bandaid on his finger for a microscopic cut. Which would be feasible if I didn't make him take a bath, potentially loosening the beloved bandaid from his wound. It's really a tough life sometimes.
I took some deep breaths. We took some selfies. Saying, 'Don't ANYONE smile, don't you dare!' worked like a charm.
Wednesdays, man. They are no joke. Having three kids is no joke. But it's still the best and I love it even when I want to poke my eyes with a dull spoon. Which is only sometimes, don't worry.