Right now is one of the times I feel like giving up. Frantic mom moment...

I just spilled 3 freaking ounces of breast milk, my son is screaming like he's being murdered, & I burnt the pizza I was making for myself in the oven so the fire alarm went off. I just opened the windows, turned off the oven & alarm. Sons still screaming (he's fine, he's just waiting for attention-which I'll give to him after my breather) & breast milk is still everywhere. I just came outside for like 2 minutes. Had to vent. Ok, I'm going back into the war zone, I'm fine now :-) 🙄