Overwhelmed

I feel overwhelmed. 

Micah is teething like mad and Eden is sick. 

Sleep has been hard to come by which means I'm not the mother I want to be.

Mike has been working late so I don't get a reprieve.

I feel overwhelmed.

My house is a disaster.

It's been over a week since I've cleaned the bathrooms.

There's laundry that's been sitting on the couch for days.

I feel overwhelmed.

My God loves me.

My husband loves me and understands me and even stayed home this morning to help me.

Micah is sleeping in my arms as I type.

Eden is cuddling by my side.

I feel overwhelmed.

My problems seem big.
I am so selfish for even writing this.

My blessings are bigger.

My problems are so small in the big picture.

My blessings are the big picture.

I feel overwhelmed.