Jesus. The kids have been doing my head in lately. Last night there was a massive meltdown as Patrick did not want to eat the dinner I had made (stuffed cabbage - we've had it before and they ate it then), this led to Ted not wanting to eat his. Not even trying. I must be a bit fragile at the moment because I just flipped out. This in turn led to Patrick telling me (again) how mean I am and that he hates me and wishes I was dead. Ted has also told me tonight he will hate me forever. I think I am just so fed up that I can't handle it. I also have to stop walking around thinking how fed up I am as I know this is making it worse. I am going to have to find some other way of dealing with it. I still don't feel as if I am truley expressing myself on this blog. Perhaps because typing is not writing and also because I can't find the proper time to do it. Lets see how this goes.