How was my day?

I have never read anything that fully encompasses the thoughts, feelings, and emotions of having four small children like this article does. 

How was my day? Today has been a lifetime. It was the best of times and the worst of times. There were moments when my heart was so full I thought I might explode, and there were other moments when my senses were under such intense assault that I was CERTAIN I'd explode. I was both lonely and absolutely desperate to be alone. I was saturated -- just BOMBARDED with touch and then the second I put down this baby I yearned to smell her sweet skin again. I was simultaneously bored out of my skull and completely overwhelmed with so much to do. Today was too much and not enough. It was loud and silent. It was brutal and beautiful. I was at my very best today and then, just a moment later, at my very worst. At 3:30 today I decided that we should adopt four more children, and then at 3:35 I decided that we should give up the kids we already have for adoption. When your day is completely and totally dependent upon the moods and needs and schedules of tiny, messy, beautiful rug rats your day is ALL OF THE THINGS and NONE OF THE THINGS, sometimes within the same three minute period. But I'm not complaining. I wouldn't have my day Any.Other.Way. I'm just saying -- it's a hell of a hard thing to explain -- an entire day with lots of babies.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/the-questions-that-will-save-your-relationships_b_4618254.html

I wouldn't trade my days for anything. On Monday I had a consultation for Laser eye surgery two hours away. Before going that way I had a few errands to run and ended up leaving our house at 10:30 am only to return at 7 pm. I don't know when I last went eight and a half hours and only had to care for myself. I went and bought a bed, ran into a store to use a restroom, shoe shopped, grocery shopped, and several uninterrupted phone conversations, and read a few pages out of my book while I waited for the doctor. It was a very refreshing, rejuvenating, therapeutic day. I also thought several times, "I'll need to hurry to feed them on time," or "they're probably ready for a snack," or "I better turn the air down so Lacey doesn't get upset from it blowing her face." I was also concerned about potty breaks and needing another bottle, only to remind myself time and time again, I AM ALONE! It was very weird. It was also very weird to talk to my kids on the phone to see how their day was. It was also hilarious to talk to my husband at 2:30 to hear that the girls were super needy... Naps? Food? Oh....yeah!!! I came home to happy smiles, filled bellies, a clean house, and lots of loves. I was missed and I missed them. Since returning home, I've been a better Mom. I've been more hands on, I've played more, read more, and spoke calmer. It was a good day, a needed day, and a wonderful day to come home! I am blessed and I know it.