Walking the mile? Lately it feels more like a marathon, no no, a triathalon...

Today I confessed more than once to different people that my life isn't even controlled chaos... maybe in a year or two when Emi goes to pre-school.  LOL  For now, it's just plain chaos.  And days like today have me worn thin and feeling like a complete failure.  I thank God for giving me the man I call my love, my husband, the one I do life with... because he is always there for me on those days with words of encouragement and praise.  He lifts me up when I least expect it and when I feel the most unworthy of it.  He helps me to regain perspective and recenter myself around our truth, our life, our circumstances.  It's so easy to become discouraged in the face of others expectations, or even when our own don't line up with life