I had to ask my husband to come early today and this doesn't happen ever even when I'm sick. He worked nine hours and a typical day is around 11.

I'm just struggling with the three kids. My baby is breastfeeding and teething I'm up all hours of the night still.

Today the oldest climbed shelves and pulled down a box and opened up Styrofoam. The puppy shredded it all over our home. Took me hours to clean. The baby had a blowout at lunch. Had to give him a bath. While in the bath my oldest two flooded our second bathroom toilet until it was pouring out the bathroom.

Of course I yelled today I wasn't my best version of myself. I'm sleep deprived I have a torn shoulder so I'm in incredible pain. I can't get anything done one armed and I'm just burned out.

My husband came home like prince charming he has them all under his spell of joy. They are currently singing Christmas songs in July in our kitchen while I put a heating pad on my shoulder.

I just feel like a failure right now as a mom and that I can't keep up with the kids which is so not like me. Of course the kids had punishments like no TV, no camp today. But I feel like I am playing catch up all day and can't keep up with them and they know it. My husband doesn't ever want my job although he loves our children he is much happier working outside our home. I'm just worried about tomorrow when it starts all over again and it's just chaos.

I'm just feeling so defeated and like I'm doing this whole mom thing horrible and looking for some words of encouragement.