We've made it to 14 months

The last year has been the hardest of my entire life.  The stress of caring full time for 3 small children under 3 took a major toll.  Its not that they are bad children - in fact they're all very good little boys.  But there is always something going on, there were months where there was always someone crying (and I'm not exaggerating), there were 12 months of interrupted sleep, I could go on and on.  But now coming through on the other side, I'm sad that I don't know the twins as well as I knew James at this age.  We don't get the one on one bonding time.  We hardly have time for books and finger painting and all the other fun things I used to be able to do with James.  Doing things x3 takes a lot long, more planning and a lot longer to clean up. 

Its amazing how different it is having the twins walking already.  They both started right before they turned one.  In comparison, James started crawling full time at 14.5 months, so slightly older than the twins are now.  Little mobil tots make more messes, get into more things, and love to tug on my pant legs while I'm cooking (something that I absolutely hate). 

Now that life seems to finally be slowing down and I'm getting good sleep, it seems like there is a light at the end of the tunnel.  The boys are fun to play with and we have more fun than bad times.  It still drives me bonkers sometimes when there is so much noise and stuff going on that I cannot even hold a thought in my head.