Sunday.

Sundays are an important day in our family. We go to church (most important), do ALL of our laundry, and spend time together. They also tend to be the most frustrating, stressful and crazy day of the week. I usually turn into a crazy psycho woman trying to get all of the laundry ready to go down to the van, get the kids dressed and fed, dress myself and get myself ready, pack the diaper bag....eat something myself...ahhhh! It is total chaos. As the day goes on the kids are more agitated, sleep deprived and hungry and it usually sends me into a fit trying to get them to go down for a nap after their 10min catnap in the car on the way home. Lunch is at a weird time, sometimes at 2 or later, and there is piles and piles of laundry to fold and put away. I love Sunday, and I hate it. I wish there was a better way, but morning church is just hard on babies and kids (and their mommies). It is 3:50pm right now, Autumn has not had a nap all day, and has been fussing in her bed on and off for 2hrs without sleeping. Hannah has been up and down playing with toys and screaming "I'm not sleepy!" as she yawns and rubs her eyes. I'm tired and ready to throw in the towel.