Horrible day

Today just sucked, big time. I can't get a moment of peace and quiet around here, except for the five minutes I had to take a shower.

Hubby left early for work, so when JC woke up, I brought him to bed with me to try to get a little more shut-eye. He kept squirming and spitting out his pacifier and crying for it, then LB woke up, so I gave up on that idea and got out of bed.

When the boys finally went down for naps, and the house was quiet and I could breathe, I decided to take a shower. You know, because I hadn't had one in about four days. Just as I was all soapy head to toe, the doorbell rang and Puppy barked his head off, waking up both boys. Neither would go down for another try at naptime, so that was the end of that.

All afternoon, LB kept getting put in his room for blatantly disobeying me. And it's not like I could pick my battles. He hit me, tried to walk out of the house, and pulled the dog's ears. None of that could be overlooked, so by 6pm, he was super cranky. I put him to bed at 6:30.

Now it's not even 8pm, and JC has been whining. He's fed, dry, and burped, so I have no clue what the hell he wants. *sigh* I guess I should forget about trying to have a relaxing evening and spend it consoling him.

Oh, and Hubby texted me this morning saying he has duty tonight. Hooray.

Someone, please tell me when I get my life back...