Last night was tough. We woke up when Tammy was crying. She's the only one who has been sleeping through the night for weeks now. But remember, she had a really tough afternoon yesterday. Her crying also woke the boys up, so I ended up feeding all three, one after another. I left Tammy with Randy because she didn't want me to put her back into bed, then I fed the boys, and then went to get Tammy to put her to bed.

Once again both boys needed milk in the middle of the night. This time it was right after 3 am, so later than usual. It's always tough getting up at that time. Since both boys wanted to be fed at the same time, Randy jumped in to feed one. He went to the living room, right next to where Tammy sleeps, and so she woke up as well. Randy decided to just start the day earlier and clothed them all (which he always does).

Today they are 7 months old, biologically! Now they can eat jars that have an 8 on them!
It was a crazy busy day, it feels like, rather stressful, with no minute to stop.
At 2:30 in the morning both boys wanted to be fed - at the same time. This is my time slot to take care of them, but I needed Randy to hold a bottle into Sammy's mouth while asleep. This morning also turned out rather busy, feeding babies and rocking them to sleep