Oh what a night! Got ds1,2&3 in bed for 8pm, still hadn't tidied up table and kitchen from tea, but it was time for baby's feed, so sat down to watch an hour's TV, when ds3 appeared at the top of the stairs saying 'I shick', then barfed everywhere. Abandoned baby to go and comfort and shower ds3 while DH got out the carpet hoover-cleaner thing (yes, we bought it while potty-training dts) and tried to clean the stairs, except it stopped working, so there was much expression and noise while he tried to fix it. Got ds3 back in bed, stepped on wet patch on the bedroom floor and turned accusingly to ds2, who, yes, had wet himself (going through some wierd phase at the moment), then climbed back into his bed. Proceeded to discipline and shower ds2 and strip his bed. Remade the bed, went down to screaming hungry baby, started feeding him when ds1 came down to say that ds3 was being sick again. Up, shower child, strip bed, remake bed, remember to clean wet carpet in bedroom, back to hungry baby. Decide to finish internet shopping that I started before tea and the %$@! cable in the back is dodgy, so laptop is flat. Have to plug it in at exactly the right angle to get it to charge up again, then wait till it was safe to pick it up again and finish the shopping. Finally got to bed after midnight (I don't do late nights anymore), then woke up at periodic intervals to feed baby and mop up more sick from ds3, who eventually got into our bed, so now this morning I have to wash pretty much every scrap of bedlinen in the house, still tidy up from last night's tea, and scrub carpet again* because the whole house still smells of vomit.
And if you managed to keep up interest through all that, well done! See you later x