Actually, lately, I've been REALLY wanting a third child. DS will be 4, DD will be 2 in a month or two. This means that if we try, by the time another gets here, DS will be 5, and DD 3. Anyhow, I had a day where all I could do was yell. I sat there crying, thinking, why do I want a third if I can mess up this badly with 2? Luckily, my husband is amazing, and pointed out that it is ONE day, compared to the many days where I am successful at talking to them and playing with them, etc. Then, this article made me realize I'm not the only mom who loses my cool. Although I don't excuse myself, and I continue to try to be better, I think I could handle raising three.

Tuesday, I'm sitting a 5 month old for four hours while her Daddy presents at a local statistical conference which my husband is also attending. I'm calling it my trial run!