Hard

Tonight was hard.  It was hard from the moment Jason left.  The kids were on one, I was on one.  The whining, demanding, crying, fighting, mess making did not stop.  At about 6:30 (my hardest time EVERY night) I went through a list in my head of babysitters to call for help - seeing it was family night - I didn't want to intrude.  At 7:00 I went through a list of people to call that I could cry too, never got around to it.  Tears welled up in my eyes three or four times tonight as I went from one unhappy child to the next.  At moments I held it together and remained calm and collected, at times I fell apart and yelled at the boys.  It is a little rewarding knowing that we all made it to 8:00, I didn't need help, I didn't lock myself in a room and cry and neither did any of the children. :)  But I am SO glad it is over.  I will be rewarding myself with a bowl of ice cream with Reese's on top and the newest episode of The Good Wife - after I get Madison to bed, of course.