Been having One of Those Days with DS - so far he has managed to switch the washing machine cycle onto a boil wash and wreck a load of delicates in the machine, break the arm of my glasses, scratch and bite me drawing blood, scream and scream in blood-curdling, ear splitting fashion, follow me round all morning hanging on to my legs, throw food everywhere, repeatedly throw his water beaker on the floor so the lid flies off and water goes everywhere... you get the picture right?! I am well aware he's just a perfectly normal 12 month old (whom I adore, BTW) but I feel like screaming myself. Have been on fluoxetine for about 5 weeks and have been feeling loads better recently but today feel back to square one. As I type this he's standing next to me whining and trying to pull my hands off the keyboard because I'm not allowed to do anything that doesn't involve giving him 100% attention! Phoned my mum in desperation and she promised to come round by 12.00 but it's now 1 and she's not here. Phoned DH at work and he was sympathetic but in a very "chin up, you'll be fine" sort of way! Don't know what to do! Want to run away and hide! Help!