laughter is best?

Erma Bombeck has said, "When my kids become wild and unruly, I use a nice safe playpen. When they're finished, I climb out." Sometimes I feel like I am drowning in hysteria around here. Being pregnant of course makes you tired and being pregnant with two young boys wipes me out! I still cannot comprehend how my mom did it with 4 kids. I stress out about two let alone a third! Yikes what have I gotten myself into? But what are you to do? I could sit and cry but it doesn't accomplish much more than a river of mascara down my face. I try not to get overly upset these days at the little things but find I have a much shorter fuse because I am overly tired and uncomfortable. Considering I still have a good 4 months to go I may be in for trouble! I try to step outside of my situation at times and laugh at myself. How else can I keep my sanity? What I worry about is that I may sit down to take a minute and laugh at the crazy antics going on in my house and wont be able to stop. I'll officially laugh myself over the edge straight into the loony bin. Probably wouldn't be a first but boy, not the best of ways to start off my new baby's life! In conclusion (was there a pre-clusion?)I guess all I can say is that everyday I'm trying to look at the positive, breath a little deeper, count to 10 and if all else fails I can always resort to a beautiful gallon of chocolate ice cream. Because after all, what's another 10 pounds while your pregnant? ;)