Bat$h!t Crazy

Today is a rough day. It started when I was puked on at 3AM by my toddler. It continued at 3AM when I found D lying on the couch watching television because he "wanted to". My day hasn't improved one bit. I've been cussed up one wall and down another by D. I've been puked on several times by the toddler. And no one seems to understand why I'm in tears. I've been begging God to restore sanity to me and my home... But for now, I still feel b@t$h!t crazy.