Mike was gone for most of the day, he took the missionaries to zone conference and the two oldest kids to the Maine State Museum.
Liam had to go potty (and since this is day two of successful potty training, you know this can not be put on hold), the baby was screaming on the couch, Harrison was stomping around making loud monster noises (oblivious to me being overwhelmed by the chaos), the phone was ringing, the cable guy was knocking on the door, Lauren fell off the counter and bumped her head while trying to sneak into the treat cupboard, so she was crying and I had to pee and my milk was leaking......ALL at the same time.
So, I did what I always do in moments of high intensity. I itched my face (my face always itches when I am overwhelmed), squinted my eyes, took a deep breath and thought of the song "Make Enough of Me." And He did, as always.