I think I finally cracked today. Someone (often many someones) have been sick for a couple of weeks. I'm exhausted. I'm behind in every conceivable way...laundry, cooking, cleaning. The baby's sleep is a mess because everyone is bored and crabby and LOUD. In my frustration I said mean things to my children just to spread the anger around. I slammed my hand on the counter so hard I broke a blood vessel, while yelling about something I can't even remember now.
May there be grace and forgiveness and a better day tomorrow.