So today I was feeling rather depressed... perhaps because I am being taken off my postpartum anti-depressants, perhaps my thyroid is acting up, or perhaps just because I am myself... but in any case it was a crappy day.
My kids fought with each other all day.
Owen pushed Aiden down the stairs... luckily it was only 4 stairs but it still hurt.
Owen kicked and pushed and hit me because he was mad at me for taking away the plastic snake he was hitting his siblings with.
Aiden called me names (a cow and a diaper to be exact).
I put the boys in their rooms to settle down and they stood on their beds (which are side by side about a foot apart) and threw toys and books and insults at each other.
I even had to call my husband home to deal with them because Olivia was screaming because the boys kept waking her up or "accidentally" injuring her and because I thought if one more thing went wrong I was going to beat them all mercilessly. So I called my husband on the phone and said "If you want your children to be uninjured you have to come home now and I don't care if you have to quit your job to do so".
He came home.
He rescued me.
Then I ranted at him for awhile about how much my life sucks (poor me, hear the violins playing in the background).
Then he went back to work and the boys went back to fighting.
By the time bedtime rolled around I was seriously done.
Anyway, I managed to glance at our movies and noticed one of my fav's "As Good As It Gets" with Jack Nicholson and Helen Hunt in it. If you've never seen it, do. It's hilarious. Anyway it reminded me of some classic quotes that I resonate with and I would like to share with you all.
[to a group of depressed psychiatric patients]
Melvin Udall: What if this is as good as it gets?
Melvin Udall:"Sell crazy someplace else we're all stocked up here"
Carol Connelly: Melvin, I'd rather not.
Melvin Udall: What does that got to do with it?
Carol Connelly: Funny, I thought it was a strong point.
Melvin Udall: I can't get back to my old life. She's evicted me from my life!
Simon Bishop: Did you really like it all that much?
Melvin Udall: You're a disgrace to depression.
Carol Connelly: How are you?
Simon Bishop: Don't ask. I'm tired of my own complaints. I need to get some new thoughts.
Carol Connelly: Why? What are you thinking about now?
Simon Bishop: How to die, mostly.
Carol Connelly: To think that in our little mix you're the good roommate.
Ah, a good laugh can make anyone feel better.