What was I thinking?

From what I remember, it feels like I wanted nothing more in the world than to have two kids in the house.  When we conceived the twins, we were ecstatic.  The idea of three kids was overwhelming to say the least, but I was really looking forward to it.  I know other moms who have three boys, albeit none of them twins.  But now?  It's the third night of VBS, R will NOT go to sleep for anything, even after taking away his favorite game and threatening to keep him home from VBS.  I'm at my wits end!  See, told ya he made up for it :)  I feel so stupid for wanting more kids.  Why didn't I know that I couldn't handle even one?  He's a great kid, yes, and brings a joy nothing else ever will but there are days I kick myself for wanting another.  Even just this past weekend I brought up the idea, about what a good base plan would be for now.  I don't want to be on the pill for the rest of my life.  I think a good cry is in order, I've got some major "roar" I need to get out before it gets unleashed on the wrong person.