2 babies=fatigue, long leg hairs, grey hairs and always company when you poop

Tallulah is 5 weeks old now. Izze is 18 months old now. I am 28 going on 65. Some days have been a breeze, while others are crazy and annoying at the very least. While I am tired enough to take a nap with the kids, I opt not to on some days so that I can take a shower, do the dishes, do the laundry. All you stay at home moms have my badge of approval. I on the other hand think I will be ready to go back to work when the time comes. Don't get me wrong...I love my kids...and I love them enough to not be with them 24/7.
Jeff and I are in the begining stages of potty training Israel. Man its gonna be tough. He's curious already though and whenever we go to the bathroom he comes in and sits on his little potty. Its the whole concept of trying to teach a child NOT to go to the bathroom when they feel like they have to...we have to teach them to hold it until they get to the toilet. How hard is that?? I wouldn't want to hold it...it can be painful....and try to teach a little kid that. Whew..we have our work cut out for us.
Well...if I want to eat lunch,and take a shower, I'd better go.
My leg hairs are long, Israel is teething and this time its a doozy...so far we're up to 12 teeth and the last 8 will be tough. Tallulah is a fussy baby....much more fussy than Izze was. She wears me out too with her gas pains and grumpiness. But, there are moments. Like at 12 last night. She was awake and resting on my knees and we were just talking and she kept on smiling. Its moments like that that make it all worth while. And while Izze is testing my patients every days with his defiance and his constent telling me "no" (which by the way is too funny) he is a snuggler and will hug me anytime I ask. He is a good little boy and I can't even image how his feels now that his world has been shaken so much. He's a great helper too and is always ready to bring me things for the baby...even at 5am this morning when she spit up, here he comes with a burp rag. I had to laugh.
Well...my lunch calls
Until later..much much later.

Amy