How did I get here?

I feel like the past couple of days have been some kind of "rude awakening". Like I just woke up and here I was a wife, a mother, a housekeeper, a cook, an entertainment director, a calendar keeper, and on and on. Realistically I have been doing most of this for the past 12 years, but I feel like just yesterday I was running around without a care in the world, other than who am I going to "hang out" with tonight! Where has all this time gone? How did I get to this place. I don't want to come across as complaining, because that is not what this is about at all. I just feel like a 15 year old doing things that someone much older, wiser, educated, and more mature should be doing. I consider myself lucky to "wake up" in this crazy CRAZY household. But really, who put me in charge and was that really the best thing? Do "they" understand that I was never trained in the art of cooking. Or that I never knew how to use a washing machine until just a couple years ago! I have no rhyme or reason to my parenting logic. I can be crabby, cranky, and mean sometimes. This job that I have is so rewarding, but man is it HARD!! I think to myself, do other women have these same thoughts of wondering how they got here? And is it even a good idea that they are in charge of a household. I pray that I am not the only one. But if I am I need to just press on. Doing laundry for the masses. Cooking for the picky. Cleaning up after people who can't seem to figure out how to do it themselves. And simply just teaching between right and wrong. Crap!! I barely can figure it out! The truth of the mater is, I am here. Some how this is where the path has lead me. I didn't have all this happen to me overnight. I think it is just that now I realize that I better pull it together because this is a big job and it is not going anywhere anytime soon. And in a way, I am so thankful for that!