Twins....How do people do it?

My sister went to Ireland this week and left me with her ten month old. I don't know how parents of twins or triplets or anyone with more than one baby at a time, does it. I mean it. I'm exhausted. It might have to do with them both being sick with the stomach bug and me being sick to boot, but my ass is seriously dragging. MAJOR PROPS TO ALL MOTHERS, FATHERS, OR CARE TAKERS OF MULTIPLE INFANTS. You people definitely have a death wish. That's why I never want more than one baby.

Update one the WET NUTS. They have moved from my dining room table and are now sitting on the hall shelf. A place my husband swears he needs to put them so that he can remember to take them. Needless to say; the wet nuts have not left the building. Oh, and she called his cell phone the day -before-yesterday. I'm beginning to think that I'm being a little to lenient...or as my mother says... I'm stupid.

Please feel free to offer advice about what I should do to handle this situation. I have obviously not been handling it....

My sisters came in on Sunday and we went to karaoke, where they both proceeded to pick up guys to take home with them. Sluts. At least that is what the donor called them. He thinks that he may be getting too old, because his thinking is a little more conservative now. Anyway, Dee's man is kind of sticking by her, which is a nice change. She's in Ireland and he came over my house to find out what kind of flowers that she would like when he picks her up from the airport. Hell, I've NEVER received flowers from the donor. Not even when we were dating. Plus, he is offering to help build my back deck and to put a cap on the 2nd floor loft! Once I talk to Simon I will get the ball rolling on those projects.

Once my sisters left the kids got sick, and I had one of the boys stay home from school, plus the neighbor's kid. I had to take him to Karate class. Twice. I'm supposed to watch Evan tomorrow and I'm gonna collapse. My friend Allison says that I take on too much. You think? Plus, I dropped the donor off at the airport, and have to pick him up tomorrow. Three kids... what a trip that will be. Funny enough, the donor had the balls to bitch about the house not being clean. I WAS PISSED!!! I told him that I didn't realize that he married the maid. Men are dipshits. Hell, all he does is blog when he gets home and I don't give him a hard time about it!

He did get a proper send off. We broke in the new couch. I was straddling him facing him and looking out the window....it was nice. It didn't last long enough for me, but I do want to try it there when he returns.

Sheesh....well, I'm about to fall over. I need to sleep. I'll update soon on the nuts.