recovering

Ok, I feel as though I am finally starting to recover from having my sister and the kids at my house for so long..Logan is recovering as well, and I think he is happy to not be fighting Isaiah for his toys. I truly enjoy having my family so close and I love that Isaiah and Logan are so close in age that they can play, but four days is way too long. I mean it would be different if she brought them over four days in a row...but the constant morning to night was too much (for all of us). Logan wasn't able to get in a nap, because Isabella and Isaiah dont take naps, so we are talking about a very cranky boy! Even Landry's naps seemed to be cut short...My stress levels were through the roof. I kept telling myself to calm down and not stress, but it was too much. Every time my sister walked through the door, I swear my blood pressure spiked. I kept waiting for them to go home, but they never did and it was just grating on my nerves. I was short, and moody, and I just tried to keep my mouth shut because I knew whatever came out would NOT be nice. In fact, at one point she told me that I was rude and hateful, and sadly she was right..I had been rude and hateful all day. I was sick of her, sick of her kids...I needed to get ready for my guests that I had INVITED and my house was a wreck. Those kids have no discipline and absolutely no understanding of the word "no". I bought a 12 pack of Dr. pepper...they were gone in a day. I told the kids they could have ONE, and they would sneak in and grab another one. I would hear it open and get on to them and they just looked at me like I was the crazy one. Then Randi would get home and SLEEP. When I got on to her kids she would wake up and tell me to back off...I was like, ummm, I already told Isaiah that the bathroom was NOT for playing, and he just went in there, used half of my (Bath&Body Works) hand soap, AND used half a roll of toilet paper...I'm sorry, but I bought that stuff NOT her...tell your freaking kid NO. I went to the grocery store and took Logan with me...he picked out a Woody race car so I got it for him...as soon as we got home I opened it for him to play with because Isaiah had stashed all the toy stoy toys in a corner and was guarding them....telling him to share was like talking to a brick wall, as soon as I handed the new toy to Logan, Isaiah jumpe up, ran over, and grabbed the toy. Logan was hanging on for dear life...I told Isaiah to let it go - he wouldn't - Logan had had enough I guess, because he let go of the toy - and pushed Isaiah down hard. I jumped up - put Logan in time out and told him he wasn't allowed to push (even though Isaiah had been pushing Logan for days - I dont want my kid to be a sissy, but I would rather him use his words). He sat there, he apologized to Isaiah and to me...so sweet. I told Isaiah that he had to share and that the toy was Logan's so Logan was going to play with it... Randi wakes up and asks what is going on because Isaiah is crying or should I say FAKE crying..he goes to sit with her still WHINING - I tell her what happened and she says - WHY would you buy him a new toy? As I was trying to contain myself she starts hugging Isaiah and telling him that its okay, and that Logan and I are just mean and we dont know how to share! WHAT????? I couldn't believe it. Then at 9:30 we were all hanging out, Vanessa and her boyfriend were here and we were playing a card game...I was constantly telling the kids and RANDI to use their inside voices to not wake up Landry...and the woman actually said, "Oh My God, that is all you worry about....waking up that damn baby!" I looked at JR and Vanessa and I honestly didn't even know what to say...so I left the room and went out side, she didn't even realize that I was trying to get away from her so she came outside too...I just went right back inside...While she was outside smoking I told JR that I wanted her out of my house...ughhh! it was awful..I just wanted her gone and her kids too.