Hard Day...

We are all still adjusting to being a family with four kids around here. There are moments when I think it is so hard. Like when I have to dish up three meals and Dailey is asking for the yellow cup with water and Cole is asking for the blue cup no ice just water, and the newborn is crying because he wants to be fed at that same exact moment and cute little Lucy has now climbed up on the counter spilling all the drinks and stepping on the sandwich I just made.
Than I am grumpy and start to shout at them (seriously, the mom's that say they have never shouted make me sick) than I get all emotional because  I don't  want shout at them.
I want to be calm and handle the situation better and I want them to be able to handle things well too when they are dealing with a problem and how can they when they have a Mom that can't even keep her cool.
At times they all want to sit on my lap at the same time. I love this too but it sure can be hard.
Than after a long day. Kevin walks in and I just start to cry or want to when I see him.
Oh how grateful I am for him and how much he does for our family.