I'm on day 3 of watching Robbie. He's 3 weeks older than Kayleigh, making it like having twins. Goodness, I have some serious sympathy for anyone who does this full time. Granted, it would be different since you love them both the same and would have been doing it for the last however many months. WOW, it's a LOT of work! As soon as someone is happy, someone else needs something or is crying (like right now.)
I needed to go out today. OK, when I say that I needed to go out, I mean that I needed to go out. For me. Not for anyone else. Since I'm the mommy, we went out. *grin* I'm not sure how things are supposed to work, logistically speaking. How do you carry two babies, a diaper bag (or two), a blanket for each baby AND hold a toddler's hand to walk across the parking lot. That was the point in time that had me wondering what in the world was so important that I had to get out. Goodness. After much juggling, a little crying, some bargaining with the toddler and a couple bald spots on my head, we all made it home. alive. Actually, both babies were asleep and the toddler was ready for a nap, too.
Maybe I should stop there and not mention that by the time I got everyone down, Robbie had woken up and needed to eat, then after he finally settled down again, Kayleigh was ready to play. I probably shouldn't. Because things were going so well. That's life, I guess. The joys of motherhood.