This morning I had to get up much earlier than usual. I was thankful I made it to bed earlier last night, and that not one of them needed to be fed in the middle of the night. They even woke up later than usual in the morning, but usually, once one is up, the others follow. Randy is in charge in the morning, but I did feed one of them. At 9 am I forced myself out of bed...

I'm tired, and the day is a blurr. I just know that tonight was tough. I feel like it's still the effect of having been out beyond their bedtime last night. Sammy and Tammy were already asleep, but not Emmy, and he started crying, waking them both up, so we had three crying babies. Sammy is the easiest to put to bed, but it took me a while tonight to comfort him, try to feed him, he'd just scream.

It's been a tough day (and night). Last night both Sammy and Emmy needed feeding. But Sammy didn't drink as much as usual, and so he was up earlier than usual. Randy got ready to feed him - it was still before 3 am - and that woke Tammy up, so I ended up feeding Tammy. And all morning it seemed I hardly got to sleep, helping out with the babies.