Horrible Day! :P

So the weekend started out terrible. Katie and Daddy fell asleep on the couch and I got to put David to sleep. I stayed up then to do some laundry and straighten up a bit, and do some stuff on the stupid Facebook games my mom has gotten me addicted to. So far not too bad, but still not the best way to start the weekend with almost half the family not in their beds. :P Then Saturday morning (of Alan's weekend off which he only gets every two weeks) Thomas wakes up at 4 AM wanting to eat, and Alan goes to get him to bring him to me in the bed and steps in dog throwup in the babys' room. I'm so asleep I don't realize what's going on, I just roll over and feed the baby in the bed, I don't hear what happened until about 8 when Thomas woke up wanting to eat again. So I feed him again, then we hear David waking up, but since I'm already feeding Thomas, poor David has to wait until his brother is done so I can roll over because I'm so tired I can't get myself up to the couch where I can feed them both at the same time. After Thomas eats, Daddy takes him back to his crib to go back to sleep and David eats. Then, I'm so tired from staying up late the night before and feeding babies so much already that I don't want to get up until late, but everyone else is hungry so I have to make breakfast. I make breakfast for the three bigger people, then I go lay back down. Of course my nap does not go well at all with feeding babies alternately back and forth while I'm trying to sleep, but at least I get to lay down for a while longer. I finally get up around 2, whereupon my husband almost immediately falls asleep on the couch, and doesn't wake up until after 4, which means the day is completely gone almost and we've done absolutely nothing! I'm cranky because I still haven't really gotten enough actual *sleep*, and still nothing has gotten done, and Katie's running around with crazy amounts of energy getting into trouble left and right, and hubby is asleep on the couch! :P He finally gets up, takes Katie with him to the store to get some things to grill out for dinner. I've had to feed the babies so much that I haven't gotten to eat since breakfast, then right before supper is ready, one of them wakes up and wants to eat. When both the babies finally get fed, I'm so far past the point of hunger that I don't even want to eat anymore, and they are still hungry because I'm completely out of milk. So now, instead of finding something I might feel like eating, I have to get frozen milk out and thawed for them to have bottles. I end up making too much because it took so long for it all to thaw out that one of them went to sleep before it was ready and we wasted an ounce of milk. :O That did *not* improve the day at all! We eventually get both the boys down for the night, I make a bowl of Frosted Flakes, do two loads of laundry, two loads of dishes and get to bed at 3 in the morning after everyone else has been asleep for hours.

Horrible day!