so after those couple of weeks of being in mixed state and having some deep & baaaad depressive episodes – I got the help I needed and got my  meds upped. I’m feeling good.

In fact today we went to the mall and baby girl had major meltdowns and I handled them just fine. I didn’t go all evil and I didn’t freak out or whatever.

Win win.

I was emotionally drained afterward but hey my daughter wasn’t afraid of me. She was just throwing a tantrum for 20 mins….then I sat in something wet and grossed myself out and had to drag a screaming toddler and oblivious preschooler to Lane Bryant. My husband was in GameStop…of course. So anyways.

I survived and thrived. I’m doing good thank God!

Now it’s back to kicking butts and taking names