Not all fun and games

So. Umm. How do I say this without sounding like a horrible mother? Doing it by myself is harder than I ever thought it would be. Oz left on Thursday morning to go to his company's conference in New Orleans. A has a cold and hasn't been sleeping well or going to school and Z has been getting out of his bed at bedtime and staying up until about 9pm. Then starting at 5:30am or so he starts getting out of bed again. Its driving me insane. Add to that the very cold weather and I can see how prescription medication would be enticing to many in my boat. The worst part of it (and this is the horrible mother part) is that sometimes I don't feel like trying anymore. I let them watch too much t.v. and don't give them vegetables with their dinner. I forget to have them brush their teeth before bed and I get frustrated when they wake me up in the middle of the night. This is a low point I know and putting myself in the 3rd person actually does give me some perspective. Cue tears. I don't even have the energy to think positive. My only solace is knowing that everything eventually changes...and sometimes it just takes a minute. I am waiting.