I am going through a rough mommy spot right now. Part of me wants to have another kid right away to help entertain Ben and the other part of me knows that I would have a nervous breakdown. Not to mention the stupidity behind such a plan. That's like having a kid to save your marriage—DUH!I really don't know how people have more than two kids. Don't get me wrong, I am not against it. I just don't undersatnd how people manage the challenge. I have never been miss high energy, but I am exhausted every day by just the one. And a pretty darn easy one at that. I just feel like it's all unraveling right now. I can't seem to remember ANYTHING and all I want to do is read in bed all day. Yes, I know, it's called depression. And what really cracks me up is that I sit there and read novels about women who feel trapped by their circumstances and in my head I yell at them CHANGE YOUR LIFE—NO ONE WILL DO IT FOR YOU. If only I could take my own damn advice.