Impending doom?

When we had our first child, my wife suffered from post-partum depression. I remember going to a doctor with her and my wife being asked whether she felt any feelings of impending doom. I thought that was the funniest question for some reason. Since then, we've joked about things that happen in life and how they register on the "impending doom" scale. Sometimes, it has to do with the particular event itself and how much of a challenge it is. However, more often, it has to do with where we are personally in adjusting to everything else going on. My child can spill the same cup of water on two different days, and one day I will think it is cute and help clean it up while on another day it may push me completely over the edge.

I go through some intellectual juggling each year as the end of the school year approaches. Is it a wonderful thing because the kids will get a break, be around more often, and we won't have to worry about following-up on homework assignments for a while? Or is there a feeling of impending doom because Arizona summer's heat is upon us for the next 3-4 months and the kids are going to be around all the time making a mess and getting in fights with one another?

Today, it feels more exciting than it does doom-ish. But, ask me again in a few weeks!