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"Can you guys just calm down?"

I whined as Brooklyn, Vivi, and Mason ran around the house. I looked down at Zoey in my arms as I sighed. I should've told Fergal to stay home. I didn't even have Chloe and Dylan to help since they went to their friends' houses.

"Guys, c'mon! Please work with me here!"

I said, grabbing Zoey's bowl and carrying it into the living room.

"C'mon Zo. You need to eat."

I said, placing her on my lap and trying to feed her.

"No!"

Zoey yelled, throwing the bowl off my lap and making her applesauce fall on the floor.

"Zoey! Ugh!"

I yelled as I looked at the mess on the floor. I needed Fergal. I could not do this on my own.

"Okay! Nap time! Everyone go to their room!"

I snapped. All the kids ran off to their rooms as I sighed. My neck hurt, I could barley control the kids, and I was stressed to the max.

Why the hell didn't I just tell Fergal to stay home? At least then maybe I wouldn't be stressing myself out or my neck wouldn't be in tremendous amounts of pain.

I just needed help.