my sweet little stinkers

Every once in a while I worry I am not cut out for this stay at home mom gig.  Don't get me wrong, I am way in love with my kids and I enjoy watching them grow and knowing what they are doing each day.  However, I have hit a few bumps in the road for many different reasons.
First and foremost, I have found grownup time with other people is a definite must.  I started going to Zumba which is only 1 hr three times a week and I am already a happier person.  Even time with C is tough because he needs to spend time with the kids too so finding our moments has become both more challenging and more special in some ways.
Another issue I'm facing is going from being a well respected professional who could always find an answer or solution to being this lost female trying very hard not to mess up my kids.  I used to be pretty good at my craft and I worked very hard at that for 7+ straight years.  Now I am causing tantrums, hollering for kids to stay in bed, cleaning up the same sq foot of my house 10x per day and losing my mind sometimes.  How could I have been so accomplished at one point in my life.
Finally, since we moved to a small town and I have moved 2x in 8 months (and am looking at another move to a different house in the same area soon) I feel a little lost here as well.  A lot of our stuff is still in boxes (probably the best thing we did) and I forget where some things are at different points in my day/month.  I am still looking for items I last saw in Yuma two months ago ... UGH!  That coupled with having to learn a new place and where to go for what has been a small challenge.
Anyhow, the upside to all of this is that my children seem to be adapting.  We don't know a lot of people yet, but there seem to be a fair amount of kids their ages here.  They put up with me going to Zumba and although Huntie is crying when I walk away, I think they are enjoying their time without me some as well.  The kids have also been reminding me to smile very frequently lately, which also helps out a ton.

Yesterday morning when I was sitting in the living room with the kiddos I had to sneeze.  Both the kids were engaged in a Phineas and Ferb show at the time.  Anyhow, I sneezed and my 1.5 yr old turned around and looked at me with his angelic face and said "God Bless You".  No kidding.  I was totally taken by this moment.  Unfortunately I had to sneeze again, and again my little cutie pants turned and looked at me and said "God Bless You".  I couldn't believe it.  I was smiling from ear to ear and had to scoop him right up and give him a hug.

Later that same day as I was putting Hay down for a nap she started reciting one of our favorite books , I Love You Stinky Face.  She quoted the little kids part asking his mommy if she would still love him is he was a super smelly skunk who smelled so bad his name was stinky face.  She then responded as the mommy saying she would give him a bubble bath, but if he still was stinky she wouldn't mind.  She then said, " I would whisper in your ear, (and she leaned forward and whispered in my ear) I love you stinky face."  Hay then sat back and smiled at me and I couldn't help but squish her and give her a huge hug and kiss. 
These moments always make me pause and I actually feel that even though they drive me nuts sometimes, they are turning out pretty great.  And that is what keeps me going each day and reminds me that quiting my job was one of the best things/gifts I could have done for myself.