First of all, I know where you are. I know you haven't felt rested in what feels like years. I know this is the 5th time you've put the baby down tonight and he's teething on you as he nurses. Ouch. I know you eat most meals standing up, and if you manage to sit you're probably feeding a baby at the same time and trying not to drop food on him in the process - all while trying to make sure your oldest doesn't feel ignored and knows how much he is loved. I know it feels like your children are abnormal in their ability to survive without sleep, and if one more website says the baby should be taking multiple 2-hour naps, you may need to replace your phone (plus whatever it hits when you throw it). I know you have exhausted yourself meeting the needs of those around you and you could really use a nap, a hug, a glass of wine, and a cookie.
You are blessed. The children that blow snot bubbles and refuse to sleep are little miracles that you once thought were out of your reach. Getting up for the 5th time tonight to soothe a teething baby is an answer to prayer. Ever since you were young you knew you wanted to be a wife and mother. Later you decided you'd marry a green-eyed guitar player and hoped to have two beautiful little boys. The life you are living is literally the life you dreamed for yourself. This is a hard season, but it is short. Don't wish it away too quickly, because it will take with it the gummy smiles, slobbery baby kisses, chunky thighs, and all the magical firsts of infancy. Tonight, as constant as they are, their needs are simple and few. Love, food, comfort, clean diapers, and sleep (or so I hear). Hold that baby and pray over him and his crazy brother. You are not alone and this too shall pass. Maybe even before you're ready for it to.
Me at 3pm (on my third coffee)