Then the evening arrives with all of its crying and chaos, at which point I want to find an empty bed and pair of earplugs so I can curl up under a comforter and sleep all my troubles away. Sadly, that is not an option. So instead Neil and I attempt to soothe a crying infant and meet the needs of a tired toddler.
The other night we were sitting on the bed, staring at the wall in utter exhaustion after both of our children were asleep (victory!). Then we had the following conversation:
S: What are you thinking about?Then we went to sleep.
N: How hard this is.
And that, my friends, pretty much describes my life right now.