Over-humbled

Today I am overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed that, once again, I am a single parent. That the car needs fixed-badly. That my baby is up all night  teething, and I am exhausted. Trying to find a place to live in a couple months (rent? buy?). That there is poop all over the floor (and walls, and a little girl). Bills to be paid. My kids are back to being clingy. The house is trashed- still again. Dishes are piled almost to the ceiling. Laundry is just as high. That I keep all my emotions inside for fear of burdening both Cory and my parents.

And then, I am humbled.
Humbled to know that my Father in Heaven loves me enough to send me a phone call from a caring bishop offering to help, just as I am at my breaking point. By my kids who made me laugh so hard today, multiple times. That my husband is patient with me, even though I cry and vent too much a lot to him. For a friend who knows just what to say. For a baby who is finally napping. That my parents are really willing to do so much for me. Humbled that all of these tender blessings come at the right time, and realizing that they're always there.

I am blessed.