It’s that time of the month, so of course I am trying mightily to fight off a full-blown migraine. When I went in to wake up the boys and get them ready for daycare, Chris starts heaving while standing in his crib and throws up, so I have to strip the sheets to get the smell out of the room, at the very least. (This is the morning after Mike overflowed his pull-up, leaking onto his pajamas, his sheets and his pillow — which he still insisted on sleeping on last night.)

In spite of all this, they are still such a joy. I love their smiles, I love making them giggle, and their discoveries and new skills amaze me. Maybe one day they will really annoy me, but that day is not today.