Confession . . .

I ditched church in the middle of Sunday school. Just grabbed the baby and ran for the door. Now it's just me at home + baby's sleeping = heaven! Sunday mornings are hard! I love church but I have the hardest time with the "getting to" part. I am always late. It doesn't even matter what time I get up, I'm late. Some days I get upset about it and others I shrug it off. Today I am feeling a little overwhelmed. How can one person do all of this? I now have a family of six and I am the Mommy! I am the one that is supposed to hold all of this mess together! My hat is off to you women of all ages who have managed to figure out a way. I guess that is where I am at, figuring out a way. We've got the love part down. There is a lot of love to go around. It is all of the managing. Managing emotions, clothing, meals, paperwork, groceries, events, homework, and extra curriculars. I'm off to try to "organize" myself on paper . . . wish me luck!