Tonight was trough. Both girls didn’t fall asleep until after 10 pm. All we wanted to do this evening was relax and Dorothy and Eleanor conspired together, making sure that didn’t happen. Both Matt and I had to fight our joint short fuse. Dorothy refused to let Matt put her to bed, and so did Eleanor. Dorothy wanted both parents attention and Eleanor was a little fussy (as she is almost every evening). I was falling asleep around 6:30 while nursing the baby, but now its quarter to 11 and I am wide awake. I have to take the car into the shop in the morning, going to try to get there around 7 am but not sure I’ll make it. Feeling a little bit like I’m getting to the end of my rope, hoping I can turn it around tomorrow. Or maybe I’ll ask some grandparents for help next week… before I fizzle out.