The toddler years are hard, there's no denying it. Sometimes you feel like you're on your last thread on your last tether and moments away from sobbing uncontrollably. We've all been there... and it DOES get better. Take a peek at how and why this topic stoked my fire this morning, and maybe laugh a bit at how I deal with it:
Loved your post. You write so well. I could almost feel it's my story. Know what you are talking about. And I completely agree with what you say, that time passes bye without realizing.
Yoga pants are like my post-work uniform. No doubt about it. You can set the time clock for 90 seconds from the time I walk in the door. :)