Some weeks really suck

I really can't believe how much someone telling you it will be ok can really help sometimes. Today has been a very trying day....it seems every day I'm PMSing is a very hard day. It didn't use to be like this...it use to be that no one notice if I was PMSing or not but that changed with our last little boy.

I was pissy and nasty most of the time I was PG and thought it would end when he was born. It did a bit but not a lot...once I started have my period again and the little one stopped nursing things seemed to be getting better. Oh, how wrong we were!!! I'm good most of the month but then that week comes and I know the day before it happens because I can't stand anything. Someone say hi and I want to have their heads, the boys do anything wrong (and they will for they are children) I want their heads...the littlest things just send me off the deep end. How do I deal? By yelling or crying...neither are good for the kids to see and deal with like this.

I have noticed that it gets worse and worse each month...some months I can handle most of the week and only get a little pissed but other weeks I'm yelling or in tears the whole time and that is no way to deal. That has been this week.

I'm sure it is just how I'm seeing things but nothing has gone right this week. The kids have acted crazy every where. At the YMCA, D climbed all over, ran off, didn't stay with class when on the track and a few other things. J was good. At Bowling, J climbed on the chairs, talked and played with a friend 2 lanes down (not pay attention to his turn) and kept messing with a lady's baby. D climbed on all the chairs, ran around, even fell off the chairs and hit his head.

Today has been the hardest day so far...it started good, then the kids started talking back and things like that. Then off to the Lego Club and J made a kids cry which wasn't good in my eyes but maybe it isn't as bad as it seemed. Then we went to City Hall and D went through all the drawers and cabinets. I was so embarrassed!!! Then off to the bank where J tells me "I have to pee NOW!!!". I ask for a bathroom and there isn't one...he says "I'm going to pee my pants in a moment", I tell him I don't know what I can do but that we are leaving right now and we can go to the place across the way to the bathroom. NOPE....before I'm done talking he has already peed in his pants!!! I couldn't believe it! I was so mad and embarrassed....(I'm sure he was too!).

Never finished this post....and I'm feeling better today!