Vent. Vent. Vent.

Just when I thought I had things figured out. I could start going into work on Thursday nights, once my last class is over (this week) and work on report cards and getting other things ready for the end of the year. Things will calm down after the walk. I was really starting to feel better.
BUT, if you want to see what someone looks like before they breakdown just look at me. I got a call today from my brother. His wife just left to "clean up" and he's got a 4 month old and 12 year old. He works second shift. Is looking for help. From me, from my mom, from anyone. The thing is I can't say no, and don't want to. He needs help, I'm just being pulled in a million and one directions now. I came and babysat for him today so he can work. It's 11pm and I'm wide awake trying to figure out ways to help...services that he should be able to get...etc. And I'm still here. And he wants my mom to help out like this too. She's already taking care of Grandma and my other brother's kids. I can't imagine her being here late and then picking up the other kids at 7am. But, she doesn't say no either. I did tell him I can help on Tuesdays. That's my only free night. And he said, "well, once summer starts then you'll be more free."
And, I haven't put my own baby to bed since Wed. I miss him.
I feel so bad for my brother for having to figure this all out. He hasn't slept since Wed. (the day she locked herself in a hotel room somewhere in the burbs).
That's all my vent. I need to compose myself before he gets home so I can go over a sleep schedule for the baby...