The raging lunatic who was stomping around the house this morning, throwing the baby's sippy cup, kicking toys, and yelling at everyone in her path was not your mother. She may have looked a bit like her frenzied, agitated twin, but she was not your mother. Please excuse her behavior. Your real mother promises never again to drop the caffeine cold turkey while simultaneously reducing carbs and calories. Clearly, that did not work out. Your mother plans to return tomorrow with a smile on her face and a tall skim half-caf latte in hand.