Life during the week has become somewhat predictable. It’s not that we do the same exact thing every day, but a pattern has emerged.

After the morning rush of packing lunches, making breakfast, getting dressed, Adam drops both boys at school in the morning. Ben first, then Jack.

I stay at home and juggle twins. If I’m lucky they both take their first nap at the same time and I can catch up on sleep. A good night here happens if I only get woken 3 times at night. But there are still plenty of nights I’m woken up 6 or 7 times. Those are the nights I run from the twins room to Ben’s room.

Some days they both want to be held at the same time.

Every day includes one or two load of laundry, wash, dry, fold and put away. Every day involves emptying the dish washer and filling it up again. I prep dinner, I make baby food. I run errands, twins in tow.

Anjelica arrives in time for me to go pick up the older kids from school. Sometimes we get a quick play in the park. Then we come home for homework, dinner, dessert, baths, books and bed. Angelica does the baths and evening feeds for the babies while I push the older kids along, sometimes getting a shower in while they are bathing.

My life has become groundhog day.