This morning I woke up to Emmy crying. After Randy changes, clothes and feeds them, he takes them downstairs one at the time. Emmy was crying, being alone up here in his bed. I got up and held him until Randy came back to get him. Sammy was still here too and unhappy, so I held him until Randy came back for him.
It's 1 am, and sometimes it's hard to remember the details of the day when it's just another day at home.
It was a cold, rainy and dark day and so we had the light on for pretty much the whole day. For me the day started as usual with the alarm going off at 8:50, and once again I had gone to bed too late, and I was so tired, not wanting to get up. I got their breakfast ready and we fed them, then it was nap time.
I went to bed later than I had wanted, and was really tired in the morning. I'm trying to remember this morning; I just know that I kept getting woken up by crying babies, and getting up to comfort babies. When the alarm went off at 8:50 to make their breakfast, it was really tough getting up. We fed them, and then it was nap time. The boys were sleeping in their beds, and I lay down with Tammy.
