I'm a little less crazy today...I'm sure that with each day that passes by, I'll start to feel a little more normal than the day before. Thank you to my family and friends who have offered their support and love and who have shared with me their scary moments with children. It helps me to know that I'm not alone!
Bedtime USED to be 7:30pm sharp! Now, after dinner, the kids all run upstairs and start stripping off their clothes and diapers and shouting, laughing, and just acting silly. I let them continue to do this until I've managed to gather diapers and pajamas. Somehow between changing diapers, getting them in their pjs, brushing their teeth, spitting, collecting blankets and lovies from the packnplays in the various rooms, singing two songs each and sometimes saying "Goodnight" to the TV tower or the moon, it has become everybit 8pm. Oh yes, and my joy now is that Nick has to use the toilet before bed everynight, which means "If one goes, then they all have to try!" It's joyous but also nerve wrecking because in the back of my head, I'm thinking "What happened to my 7:30? Where did it go?"
