Today has been much better than yesterday. I still feel like I could cry at the drop of a hat, but I feel a little more in control today. Of course the day is only half over and generally my emotional outbursts don't happen until between 4 and 6, but I'm confident I'll be able to handle what happens today better than yesterday. I was able to rest for an hour while I tried--unsuccessfully--to convince Mr. Smiley that it was nap time. His room is now a complete disaster, but at least there were no injuries to him or any possessions. I call that a success. Luckily there haven't been any more nose biting incidents.
To those that commented, thank you for your encouraging words. I really appreciate them and your friendship. I was grateful to hear your perspectives that it's easier to have a three kids then be pregnant with two. That gives me hope that I will be able to do this. It really is hard to see that things can get better, but knowing that others have succeeded gives me confidence. I realize that things are going to be hard for a while but they will get better and I just need to keep plugging on. I can get through these next 8 weeks!