One of Those Days

So, it has been one of those days. You know the kind you count down the minute until your husband gets home from work so you can actually go to the bathroom in peace. I have to say 3 kids is a lot harder than I thought. Willy is full of so much energy, he wears me out just watching him play around the room. Lizzy is at the age where she says her 15-20 key words (mama, dada, no way) but for everything else she points and grunts, so it is pretty much a guessing game. Matthew is tempermental and is only happy when I am holding him standing up and rocking back and forth at the perfect speed. I am once again blessed with a colicky baby - lucky me. I thought I had my fair share with Elizabeth but I guess I need to learn more patience. He is mostly fussy during the day, which is great for the fact that he sleeps at night but horrible for my other 2 children who get neglected. I think my kids have watched more TV in the past 2 months than they have their entire lives. I deserve mother of the year. Hey, at least I can count on the fact they won't remember this time when they are teenagers (I hope).