angels among us

I have a confession. I am no supermom. This twin thing is hard. Tonight while Darren was at work, my 3 children were not happy.. at all, screaming in fact and it was taking all of me not to scream along with them. I sat on the couch to feed the boys (even though they weren't going to eat for another hour) and I get a knock on the door. I am embarrassed because I am thinking it is probably one of my neighbors who can hear my kids and assuming that I do not have things under control and am in desperate need of their help. It was a lady I had met a while back while working at Life is good. She saw Darren and I the night before outside soothing the twins. We talked for a bit and she insisted that she stop by sometime to help me out. I told her I was completely fine, I have family here and we are moving in a few days and not to worry about it. Well, turns out she was at my doorstep. "I wasn't kidding when I told you I was going to stop by.. Can I help you?" I wish I could do it all on my own but I needed this half stranger to just take a baby and help me to get them to calm down. I went and got Tylee in her room and turned on Tangled while this lady (Kelsey) and I sat and talked about motherhood and all that. After she told me she felt like she needed to come stop by, I knew it was Heavenly Father answering my prayers through her. I hate asking for help. I want to have control of everything. I want to be "supermom" and things to work out just like my mind has it played out. But curveballs are thrown at me. This has been very humbling and not only am I learning patience, but I am learning to rely on people and understanding that it's okay if I can't do it all myself, as much as I so badly wish I could- and stay sane. But I will also be that person in the future insisting on helping that struggling mother even when she says she doesn't need it, because I know what it is like. Anyway, this too will pass. Thanks Kelsey for showing up tonight. Timing is everything.