Overwhelmed

This week has been rough. My daughter is sick. More sick than she has been in a long time. Coughing, crying, in pain because of an ear infection.
To add to a stressful week, I've got job, financial/tax stuff on the mind as well as nearing the end to the hardest year of my life. When it seems that everything is closing in at once, I often find myself becoming resentful to the fact that I'm doing this whole parenting thing on my own. OK, don't get me wrong, yes, I know God is with me, and my parents are a HUGE help, but, at the end of the day, in the wee hours of the night when I need my sleep too...there is just one of me to do the parenting. I don't get to take turns with anyone at night...this is it!...I'm it! Instead, I know I need to be greatful that I AM THERE to raise my daughter. It sometimes is just hard to remember when you're in the middle of it all. (and now the song "I will survive" comes to mind...lol)