Under New Management

Well as the effects of the Valium and Nitrous have worn off, I find myself fighitng a bad sore throat and vicious PMS. Can't I still take the Valium?
Here is my dilemma. I melted today under the pressure of management. Right when I think I am at the top of my game, the descent begins. I have everyone scheduled appropriately. Everyone has a new system of telling them exactly what is expected of them each day - chores, extras, homework. They know how much TV they can watch. We are all on the same page.....right? But despite my best attempt to alleviate any chaos or doubt of expectations, I am STILL managing each little emotional and psychological rise and fall of each day. So let me be clear - anything they did today to make me insane isn't different than any other day. Every single day Maeve argues about the slightest request. Every single day Lily falls to the floor and moans when asked to do her chore. It's just THIS day I can take it no longer. And I know it's because my estrogen is dropping to the floor lovingly preparing my body to shed it's uterine lining. And even though I know this to be true, I don't know how I am going to get through it. Even though my brain says "this is temporary, this is just PMS", I have no idea how I will parent effectively again. I can no longer manage these peopl e- their nutrition, their brains, their souls and their hearts.
And I am constantly reminded when I find myself sucked dry - that no one is managing me - including myself.
And even though I WISH they could just play and be free, they can not. It's life. School has started and so has my descent into stress and agitation. I am falling - free falling. Pretty soon there will be sign above our front door looking for new management.