I have just realised (der!) I have 5 bosses.  Each 1 is just as demanding as the next.  Just at different stages of demand.  Sabrina is going through the phase of "u get it for me now!"  Seth is a little more emotional, Shamika justs wants her mummy CONSTANTLY!  Sasha is at the stage of just wandering around and quite content till her bottom needs changing and Sebastian is on full steam ahead (being only 10 weeks old). 

Then on top of all the constant demands I have the washing, folding, cooking(and the I dont like that), demands. 

Wow what a job us mums have.  And truely our only reward is the love at the end of the day.

i have been misdiagnosed. I do not have pnd but pms.  Although I would have to say they are almost identical. And the thing with me is I have hardly had a period in 5 years cause thats how long I've been pregnant. LOL.  Now I'm just horny as hell so hubby doesnt know what he's in for LOL. Anyway all is good and thanks to everybody that supported me through this last week of toughness.

hey everyone,

Well I have had a really bad case of pnd.  Everything finally got to me.  Me getting sick with the flu, baby S getting sick and going to hospital and S#2 going to hospital to have his operation.  Such an emotional last couple of weeks.  I was on emotion overload and the top finally blew.  So for the last week I have been so angry with everyone and just yelling and screaming for no reason.  I am sure I am over the worst of it now and am coming out on top.

Hubby and I almost split up it was that bad.  The kids must of thought that mum was a physco crazy woman.  I only get pnd when i have baby boys.  Is that strange?

Everything was just out of my control, (I  think I'm a control freak, lol), the laundry was building up and no one had any folded clothes, I sat on the floor and cryed because I had to find baby S a suit to wear, the dishes kept building up and it felt like it never ended no matter how much I washed up.  S#4 got sick and started vomitting in her bed so that was more washing to do.  Hubby was not enjoying work for the week and his birthday is this Sunday and I have nothing planned and the house is a mess.  I didnt feel like I was getting any sleep even though most nights I was in bed by 9-30.  And I'm so stubborn that everytime hubby asked me to leave the house for a break I would refuse.

So I seen my mum today after having another fight with hubby and had a little cry and am feeling a little better, so I'm taking it a little at a time.

Isn't it funny how sometimes the closest person to you can try and tell you something that you know makes sense but doesnt seem to register in your brain, then somebody else can tell you the exact same thing but maybe in a different way and your whole life can change.

well seth finally had his operation to get his teeth removed. what an emotional day. on wednesday morning we got up a 5: 45am to get ready. daddy was taking seth to the hospital and i was taking the girls to school(daycare). his operation was at 8:45am. we decided that i would be there as seth asked me that morning, so i daddy and seth got a taxi to the hospital and i ran around like a chook with its head cut off getting the girls ready and oh yeah, sebastian was going to auntys for the day, so i also had to drop him off. would u believe i actually made it to the hospital on time.

then they would only let one of us in to the theater room while he went off to sleep, so  i went, wow what an experience. they gased him and i was crying my eyes out. such an emotional moment. i left, they pulled his teeth, he woke up and was all fine. not what i was expecting from my sethie at all. he is such a sook when he is sick and he handled it like a champion. so now he has four front teeth missing till he is 8 or whenever those ones come through. my brave little boy.