The day I had

So Baby M has run a low-grade fever for the past 2 days.  B has picked up the habit of whining since I think he hasn't gotten as much attention since Baby M needs a bit more at this moment.  With that said, I thought that I was about to lose my mind today!  Daddy T came home and rescued me quickly so that I could have a few minutes of quiet. 

Today was the day that neither child could play with each other or by themselves.  This means that they had to follow me around all day.  The whining got so bad by dinner that I stuck Baby M in the crib (which she thoroughly hates), put B in his room, and turned up my music so incredibly loud that I couldn't hear any crying or talking.  I then preceded to cry because I felt so bad for letting Baby M cry but I was at the end.  I felt like I had nothing like to give.  I needed to be recharged.  I cried.  I prayed.  A miracle didn't happen, but at the end of the night when we were praying in bed, B leaned over and said "Mommy, I'm sorry for disobeying so much.  I love you."  At least my night ended well and I can finally hear my thoughts that are roaming around in my head.  The problem is that I'm too tired to process what my thoughts are!  I just know that I am now sitting and enjoying this moment.