At home, I admit, I get overwhelmed. Trying to take care of the home, the kids, and not get my big belly in the way of things --is trying to say the least. I really want to sleep --all day. But I can't.
Anyway, one typical thing I usually end up crying out is:
"God, help me!!!"
and, inevitably, one of my daughters rejoins:
"God, help mama!"