Crash and Burn!!

As I get home from colorguard practice and I start working on my homework, my mom tells me that they think Jay has an Appendicitis, so they are going to the doctor. Not knowing exactly the extremes of this I kept on doing my homework while checking on the other 5 kids every couple of minutes. Then one of my AMAZING friends, Kanda, asks if she can come over to my house so that I can help her with her dot book (a book of charts we use when we are first learning our spots for marching band/colorguard). So I called my mom and she said that would be fine. So slowly it starts getting later it is about 6:30 now and I call my mom, asking what is going on. She says that Jay is going in for X-Rays, in about an hour, so I said I would make dinner, and she said that I could make chicken enchiladas, because that was my dinner choice of the week (Each kid in our family makes dinner one night, picks the meal and helps mom/makes it them self). So as I was going between doing my homework and making dinner and watching the kids I think Kanda was keeping me sane (even if she didn't know it). So then Kanda and I got our hands dirty and plunged them into the stuffing and had fun making the chicken enchiladas.

So dinner turned out really well, and I am really happy about that. As I got calls through the night from my mom, I updated everyone on Jay. Jay definitely had an Appendicitis. So that night he would have surgery, and who knows when my parents would come home from staying with Jay. Kanda left at 9ish, and we hugged, saying how we would see each other later! I had put the first 2 kids in bed an hour ago, but the 3 older kids got to stay up. My mom called at about 10:30 to say that she was coming home. As I started to put the last 2 in bed, my mom came home. That is when it happened, my absolute complete melt down. My body and emotions were exhausted. I just start sobbing, because I can't handle it any more, the stress of taking care of kids, have a brother sick, no parents to help, trying to make a nice dinner, and getting back from a hard day of colorguard. I know I shouldn't complain, but I was purely exhausted. That is when I knew my bed was definitely calling my name *Kim* *Kim* *Kim*, as my mom hugged and kissed me and told me to go to bed, because I needed to rest. That was the lowest I think of lows for my strength. But it is a wonder what a night of sleep can do.