It's not good enough. I have 3 children under 8. I have a disabled husband. I try my hardest to keep myself and everyone sane. I feel like I'm failing miserably. I don't have anyone to talk to. Today, my husband and I got into a fight. He made a jab at my weight. It sucked. It hurts a lot. I hate that it feels like he settled for me because he is disabled. I know in my gut he settled. The kids are always fighting or into everything. Which is expected. They're kids. I just feel defeated that I spend so much time trying to tidy up and it lasts five minutes. I don't want anything. I'm just sad. I know other people have it worse or harder. Anyway, thanks for reading.