Down and Out

I've hit a wall...hard. Maybe it's just PMS, but I just need/want to know this will get easier.

I feel like I have had the roughest morning in my entire life. Play-by-play is this:

6:00 am - I get up, take a shower, get ready for work.
6:30 am - Olivia is up (on her own).
6:35 am - Bea is up (on her own).
6:40 am - Finish getting ready, make bottles, feed girls.
6:41 am - Realize Bea has had so much pee during the night that she and her pj's are completely soaked, as is a towel I laid under her at 4 am along with the blanket that was underneath her.
6:50 am - Finish feeding girls.
6:55 am - Change both their diapers and put on daytime clothes and have a few minutes of playtime.
7:00 am - Go to flush toilet and it overflows.
7:01 am - Shut off toilet water and close bathroom door and tell myself I must deal with it later.
7:02 am - Decide I will deal with it before I leave for work.
7:03 am - Move girls from bedroom to living room and as I am walking past dining room table, notice about one million ants attracted to a single Coke can.
7:04 am - Move can to sink. Decide not to clean up ants due to time.
7:05 am - Change my mind. Must clean them up before I leave.
7:06 am - Bea "must" find MooMoo. See's her, then wants me to carry her all around the house. Then takes off shoes and refuses to let me put them on.
7:08 am - Throw "soiled" towel, blankets, etc. into laundry room.
7:10 am - Clean up overflowage in bathroom (but forgot to sanitize floor...have to do that when I get home tonight).
7:15 am - Throw towels in laundry room.
7:18 am - Spray ants with Windex.
7:20 am - Wipe them up.
7:22 am - Get bottles and supplies needed ready to go to daycare. Attempt to make first trip out to car and smell poop.
7:25 am - Bea is running away from me as I am trying to get her diaper changed.
7:30 am - Put Olivia in carseat and into car.
7:32 am - Put Bea in car.
7:35 am - Running every single thing that needed to be done in my head and checking it off to make sure had done it.
7:40 am - Drive to daycare and drop off girls.
7:50 am - Drive back home because I had forgotten something and notice make-up already looks like I've been wearing it all day. Fix.
7:55 am - Go to Starbucks and then drive to work.

Sigh. It has gotten easier in a sense, but on days like today where everything seems to go wrong, makes me wonder just how easy this is and if it will ever be easier. Or, maybe I'm just being a wimp. But, today, I'm closed up. I found it hard. And frustrating. I just want to sit here at work and not think, even though I have to. I don't want to make any decisions. I fear I might lash out at someone just because of how my morning as gone. I don't want to do anything. I just want to "be".

Maybe I am just overwhelmed. I hope not. But, why is it that I feel stressed about getting everything done from the time I wake up in the morning until the time I go to bed at night?

Tomorrow is another day, and I'll take it as it comes.