I admit defeat.

Here is a glimpse of my schedule for this week:

Monday
daycare
Prek
work (which is a 1 hour commute)
pick up kids at daycare (which is an extra 25 minutes, in the wrong direction)
pick up Tracey from practice
Bible study

Tuesday
daycare
PreK
work
pick up girls at daycare on way to game
away game in Bayard

Wednesday
daycare
PreK
prepare for sub in the morning
Interview at 10am
pick up girls at daycare, return to Silver
(luckily Tracey will walk to church)
Awana's

Thursday
prepare for all day sub
drop off girls at friend's house at 6:30am
go to cruces for Tracey's braces
take tracey to school
Interview at 2pm
pick up girls at daycare
home game in Silver
youth night

Aaron gone.  All week.

All this craziness was amazingly doable.

Until Krysten got really sick.  High fever, throwing up, and nastiness in her throat (which means doc appt tomorrow)

I can't do all this and care for a sick little one.  The braces and the interviews are things that I cannot reschedule.

I reached my breaking point tonight.

So I called for backup.  I called my mom.  She dropped everything and is on her way right now- driving 4 hours to come help me.  She's going to take care of Krysten for me and I am forever grateful to her.

For those of you that know me, you know that I'm not one that asks for help.  It's very difficult for me to ask for, and accept help.  I know it's a pride thing, and God deals with me on it every so often :) (like now). 

Supermom fail.