Sometimes Mommies need a time out too

Yesterday was going good. I was moving and shaking=getting things done. My house is not where I would usually have it. I have been extra tired lately but I was determined to do things that I have been putting off. After spending 3 hours on the phone only to get NOTHING resolved with DirecTV and Verizon, I started other projects. I made cookies with the kids. I made banana bread with those nasty bananas that have been calling my name for the last week. I put the kids down for their naps, I did laundry, I made a budget and took care of some bills. Zechariah was especially helpful all day which made it even easier to deal with everything else. I made dinner and Gary actually came home in time to sit down with us and eat! Things were going good! I mean, the day had definitely had its frustrations: Gabriel and Ammon seem to be fighting non stop, Gabriel has decided to turn from my sweet loving little boy into TERROR SUPREME!!! He screams at the top of his lungs instead of talking about his frustrations. You would think someone is murdering him the way he's been carrying on. Even as I type this, he is sitting in the time-out corner (for screaming) crying and screaming, "I want grilled cheese!" What? Is this really something to scream about? (sigh) Elijah even decided to get on the ban wagon last night and cry and cry and cry. Well, Gary had to go to church so I put the boys in a bath. Things got progressively more crazy and I started yelling. I calmed myself down, got them out, started to read them Book of Mormon stories. I truly needed the spirit back into the house and my heart. Well, the chaos just kept going. The only one being civilized was Zechariah (I will write more about that in my next post entitled "ADD/ ADHD: Fact or Fiction") After telling Gabe and Ammon to leave each other alone for the 1,000,000,000 time that day, they ended up kicking Eli in the head as I was nursing him and reading them all stories. I had HAD it!!! I picked Ammon up, put him in his bed for the night, said Goodnight to Gabriel and threatened his life if he got out of bed. Then, I apologized to Zech (I mean he was being sooo good and did not deserve to go to bed without books or songs). I told him, "I need a time out because I feel very frustrated and do not want to do something mean or bad. Please go to bed and I will go into time out and we will all be better in the morning". I ended up going to sleep at 8pm last night. Things are still not great at the house. I honestly don't know what I am doing wrong. I got up, had prayers and read scriptures and still feel like something is amiss. Well, Gabriel is STILL screaming and crying and now so is Elijah (he's only been asleep for 20mins!), Zech is making everyone lunch, and Ammon? Who knows! I am taking a "TIME OUT" right now to write this post. Wish me luck. Sometimes Mommies need timeouts too!