Where Is My Life-Raft?

I have really been struggling lately. I miss my friends and my life. I think I do pretty well with big changes, but we had so many in such little time. I had the smallest boy, and then the man got a new job and me and the kids were by ourselves. Then we moved here to Utah. It is great. I love our home. And so excited to be closer to family.
But 4 kids are sooo hard.
95% of my day is spent in meeting the needs of my children.
I cook for them, clean for them, get them dressed,
tell them to go potty, tell them to change their pants when they don't go potty,
get shoes on, take to school, bring home, feed them,
feed the baby, hold the baby, let them have candy,
don't let them have candy, get them snacks, get them drinks,
let them play with friends... help their friends,
jackets on-jackets off, constantly answering questions
that have been repeated a million-trillion times-
(mom- can I play your ipod, mom can I play ratchet, mom, mom, MOM!!!!!!!).
They are just still at the age where they are so demanding- constantly needing me.
All of them.
At the same time.
All the time.
Everyday.
Where is the time I need for myself?
It is hidden back in the corner of the cupboard- in the fetal position waiting to come out for a few years. This is tuff stuff! And I don't have any friends to cry to anymore. To come over and save me when I am drowning. I love you friends and miss you!!!!
I am drowning.
In a sea of children.

From Utah

she likes to dress up

The man and the girl

Me and the smallest boy

the backyard of the new house

Okay so not lots of time, but a quick update. We have not sold our home in Idaho yet, but we put an offer on a short-sale in Utah thinking that it would take a long time- and it didn't. We got a killer deal, so we took it, and now we are renting the home in Idaho. And we are living in Utah. . We are loving the new home that we are in, but we sure are missing our friends. Here are some recent pics of the kids. I want to post some pics of our new house , but it is still quite a mess from the move. Soon.

The girl says to me the other day, "Hey, can we play mommy?"

"Sure" I say.

"Okay, I'll be the mommy and you be the honey".

Isn't she cute? (I call her "honey" a lot.)