Permission to VENT

Let me start by saying I love my husband, I love my kids and I am so blessed, but it does say in the bible there is a time to vent.

My day starts at 5 - if not before, bath, makeup, hair - if im lucky Sophie sleeps through this part, if not I have to stop and nurse her then rush to finish hair and makeup - somedays i dont even think its worth hair and makeup. Anyway 6 in the kitchen cooking breakfast, waking Gracie (for the first time) and Jake, Sam is still sleeping, let dog out, get breakfast started, fix lunches, fix coffee, wake Gracie up for the second time, let dog in, tend to Sophie if she is awake, Sam is still sleeping, 6:20 breakfast on the table, Jake is eating, wake Gracie for the third time, Sam is still sleeping so I go wake him up, Sophie needs holding, my coffee is cold, 6:30 finally get Gracie out of the bed, Sam eats and goes back to bed, change Sophie's clothes, tell Gracie for the last time to get dressed and go eat, Jake needs help with his shoes, Sam is back in the bed. 6:40 in the bathroom brushing teeth, combing hair, hollaring at Gracie to hurry up and eat so I can fix her hair, Granny wakes up and helps with Sophie who is still hungry bc I didnt have time to finish nursing so she gets a bottle, Sam is still in the bed, 6:55 coffee is frozen pour that full cup out and make another cup to go, Jake gets in the car, Gracie cant find all her stuff, which was suppose to be gotten to gether the night before, out the door not later than 7:10 - making me late for work - Sam finally gets out of the bed to get dressed so he can leave.
Work
Home by 5, eat supper, clean kitchen, get homework done, Sam is home but on the internet, 7 time for bathes for 3 kids - if sassy is luck enough to get a bath that night, pack sassy's bag for the next day, pick up the little things that our out of order, Sam is still on the internet, Feed Sophie, make kids get clothes set out for tom, book bags together, 7:50 brush teeth, listen to kids fuss about whatever, start trying to get them in the bed, Sam is still on the internet, 8:10 kids are in the bed, 8:12 kids are out of the bed bc they need water, 8:15 back in the bed, 8:21 back up bc they forgot to give me love 12 times each, back in the bed, Sam is still on the internet, Sassy wakes up to eat again, kids back up for whatever reason, my head hurts, Sassy is back down with luck for the night, if not ill be back up about 2 for nurse, if a storm comes through im up with Gracie who is terrified of storms. 9;15 kids are finally down. Sam puts the computer up to take a long need hot bath - by himself with no kids. finish picking up what I started, get coffee pot ready for the next day, makeup off, teeth brushed, take a final check of all the kids, Sam is out of his long hot bath with out kids and sitting down resting now, let dog out one last time, check doors, check thermastat, feed cat, one more check on the baby, in the bed, NO SAM, and you ask WHY AM I TIRED, you think??

He is good and a very hard worker, just not at home. I love my life more than I could ever explain, just feeling kinda used and abused. But God is good and I could not ask for a better life, just needed to vent my frustration. Sorry no pics - just to tired to load them and post them.