an eerie quiet!

I was sitting here thinking of how quiet it is in the house for 4 kids being awake and the Gilmore Girls not being on. I started to think wow I might get some stuff done, stuff that really needs to be done seeing as we have lots of company comming this weekend. But once again the silence didn't last long...not long at all. I am trying to enjoy every phase and am trying to convince myself that one day they will be in school and the house will be quiet from 8am till 3:30pm everyday and that I will be lonley when that day comes. Who am I KiDdInG when that day comes I am going to finally get my house clean and it stay that way all day, I am going to get to take an uninterupted shower and have a Nap or two to catch up on all the sleep I have lacked in. But for now I will accept the noise, embrace the noise and buy some really good EAR PLUGS.

side note: for those who don't know this I watched the Gilmore Girls a lot when I was pregnant with the triplets and ever since they came home if we put it on when things are crazy in the house it settles them all down really fast. Also that is where Taylor got Lukes name from

Seriously...those antics have got to stop

So the problem with preemies is that they are tiny so i often forget how old they really are (and really every day melts into the next...i am sure when they are 12 maybe time will seem real again), anyways back on topic. So seeing as they are little they pull these horrendous antics and i think holy crap you are way to young to be doing this then i realise they are one and so the antics x3 will happen. Today was one of those days.

every morning when the babies wake up Taylor goes into their room first to keep them happy while i make breakfast. Well this morning i hear Taylor goes "oh no babies you are all in big trouble" the babies start to giggle , then Taylor goes "you are all very naughty and mommy is going to be MAD" So I call into Taylor and ask what is going on "Mom the babies are naked". I thought no they will at least still have there diapers on. So I asked her if they still had there diapers on and she told me no...so I went into the room and sure enough 3 sets of jammies on the floor accompanied by 3 diapers...3 completely naked babies. URGGGGGG.
I take them from there room clean them up put them in their highchairs to eat breakfast and quickly take all the bedding down stairs to be washed....I hear Taylor yelling at Luke...You are being very naughty and you are going to be in trouble. I rush upstairs and her has gotten peanut butter all over him, his sisters, 3 highchairs and the wall. (never underestimate how far peanut butter can go from one sandwich).
Get that mess cleaned up get through the morning...time for nap time. Work like a mad women cleaning and painting. Go to get the babies out of their room from nap and walk in on Luke being naked and Jumping up and down in his crib...while peeing and it going everywhere.

I could have seriously sat down and cried...it has been a long week and this was the last straw.

I use to say if i could survive there first year then it would get easier after that. I was DEAD WRONG!!!! I think the 1st year was the easiest and if I survive till they graduate from high school then it will get easier

Oh Taylor!

Taylor - Mom the babies made a mess

Mom- What did they do?

Taylor- They out juice in the bimbo (bumbo)

Mom- Where did the get the juice

Taylor- Livie wanted a drink so i got her a juice box

Mom- Do babies drink from juice boxes

Taylor- No...i just thought it be funny

Mom- URGGGGGGGGG

Babies- happy as all get out and covered in juice

Just another normal day at the Mortons

Then or Now What is harder???

When the babies first came home the feelings of being very overwhelmed and tired all the time caused me to panic just a bit, then I kept thinking all I have to do is survive the 1st year then things will get easier. I lied the 1st year was easier.

What was I thinking at least during the 1st year you could put them down and know that when you came back they would still be there, the need to put everything out of reach wasn't such a pressing need. Other then crying they weren't very loud and they all cuddled together.

Now, they all babble really loud, 2 are super escape artists, one whines all the time and there is no more cuddling only restling. And its amzing that even though our livingroom isn't that big someone is always missing/hiding.

I think that if i survive until they are 2 that will be the bigger miracle