I have to say it goes in stages for me. Some weeks everything works and I feel pretty on top of things, but I've had some shockers.

Sleep deprivation turns me into banshee woman. In a rage one time I stormed off to lock myself in the toilet, tripped on the potty do kicked the potty and it got wedged in the wall! Yep about a foot off the floor and through the plaster. I had to patch and sand it before Dh saw it lol!

Each moment is just a breath way from bliss or hell. I try and reminder that when I feel down, but also when things are cruisey, because it only takes a second for everything to unravel.

Parenting is damage control so much of the time, it can get you down.