Falling down tired

I guess that's what you call it when you try to get out of bed and your legs don't seem to obey what your brain is saying. We have reached a new level of exhaustion this week beyond any I've ever known (and I went to college!). However, we have made it through the first week with 5 children! Baby M and Baby S are doing well. Preemie twins do require a bit more doctor's appts, heel sticks, weight checks, etc. than full term babies. M's skin looked a little yellow at the beginning of the week which required quite a few trips to the dr for bilirubin checks. Each day we were waiting to hear if his number had reached 18. 18 would have required rehospitalization. Thankfully he hovered at 16 all week. The dr finally decided this must be his plateau, and we've been issued a reprive from heel sticks until next Thursday (if he doesn't look yellow next week he won't need one). It's a good thing too, poor M has about 8 marks on his heels! They both began an upward trend on their weights by Thursday which was another thing that kept us going back and forth to the dr.
Some things we've learned about our new boys this week - M is pretty stubborn. He will eat on his terms and will not be forced. He also seems to every once in awhile spit up through his nose! This, much to Mommy's dismay, causes him to stop breathing momentarily. But we've learned to handle it and thankfully it's only happened a few times. He also likes to wait and poop while you are changing his diaper. He likes baths, especially having his hair washed. Baby S is pretty easy going. He's great with an eating schedule, although I do believe he would eat any time he's offered. He also has an incredible set of lungs! Newborn diapers are a bit too big for his little body and we tend to change his clothes often. He hates baths. They both seem to have a brother radar and will wake up if we pick up the other one. Baby S will turn on his side so that he can touch M. It's really cute how much they want to be together.
The other three are adjusting pretty well for the most part. We've had a few more temper tantrums than usual (but I'm sure D and I will get a handle on our emotions once we've had a bit more sleep!). H is incredibly helpful when she's alone with me and the twins. Otherwise, there's a lot of arguing over who's going to help. C is just anxious to start teaching the boys about John Deere. Big S is obsessed that one of the boys is always spitting up.
As for me, I'm beginning to heal. My incision is still very tender and in fact painful depending on how many trips up the stairs and how much motrin I've taken that day. The most frustrating part for me now is my total dependence on others. I can't even lift big S up to use the potty. Driving is still weeks away. Standing and walking for more than 10 minutes at a time can make me want to sit for the rest of the day. D has one more week off of work. I'm thinking he'll be happy to get back to work so he can get some rest! So hopefully all of my insides will soon begin to feel like they are back on the inside. We thank you for your prayers for our family. Please continue to pray for the health of the boys, my recovery, D's incredible list of responsibilities with work, school, and home, the kids' adjustment, and of course, more sleep!