Yep - I knew the day would come and boy did it come. Only it was night. You know what I mean. This has not been a 'good week' by most peoples standards. Caden, Dylan, Liam and Justin have all been sick with a cough and runny nose that just won't go away. Dylan, Liam and Justin and I haven't had a good sleep in days. The babies are particularly fussy lately, especially in the evenings. Caden is acting out because he hasn't been out of the house in almost 2 weeks (I am going to remedy that this weekend). The babies were up every 10-20 minutes last night. At about 4, when I could barely function, let alone take care of sick babies, I had this feeling of desperation and fear. It was a feeling of 'We can't do this, what was I thinking to think we can do this? - We need help - we'll never make it'. It was ridiculous and rather pathetic but so real at that moment. Satan has a real advantage with the exhausted. Yikes. I am more grateful than yo...