So yes, everyday I feel I change many times during the day...to the point of not knowing anymore who I am when I go to bed. 

At 6 am it feels like someone ripped out my intestines and that I am the next victim in a terrible horror movie that is so pathetic nobody willl ever go to see it at the cinema

Around 8am - after dressing/undressing 2 kids in what feels like 1001 layers of clothes - and finally arriving to work, I feel like I have been up for hours (which I have) 

At 11am I really hate the catering lady that delivers our lunch because I feel it is her fault that time goes so slow and that I am starving to the point of contemplating eating one of my colleagues

At 3pm the chocolate craving hits me so hard that I can only focus in two word sentences - and by that time I start thinking ahead of what we will have for dinner and about all the logistics needed for my actual job (mother of two) that my part-time job (my actual real job, where I spend 75% of my waking hours) seems like a snake that is growing inside my brain

normally, hours 5-7 pm happen in such a blur that it is impossible for me to recount anything that happens during that timeframe 

At 7:30 pm, if I havent fallen asleep while putting the kids to sleep, I either have a running kid running out the room several times until he eventually gives up to the person that usest the scariest dragon voice or I look forward to spending a few lovely hours in front of the computer, either for work or waisting my life on a totally uninsteresting social network. Occasionally I watch a movie with the hubby, who probably falls asleep because he does 3 times as many things as I do on the home front. 

if Im not asleep at 10pm I curse myself for not being asleep, as that would clearly be the wisest move ..but by that time I've lost track of who I am so many times during the day that one thing is for sure, Im not as wise as I thought. My last thought before I surrender to the calming darkness:  The older I get, the more I realise how little I know. 

But hey, its all good because its only monday and there are only 4 days to go to the weekend (really?), and its only a phase, and I love my kids, and I like my job and Im thankful for where I've got and who I met on the way and for the people that share my life... because sometimes its just nice to know who you are - even if you are the nagging negative elf of the house  
Really? Yes really !