Mumma's funeral on Tuesday; running around like blue arsed fly and phone permanently glued to ear. Youngest DS still needing long/late night comforting, and middle DS varying from being beyond awesome to just raging at me ('me' being his only lightening rod). Literally cannot take anymore - want to get under duvet and never get out, let alone face conversation re order of service which now late for printers. Stress is just unbelievable and I lost my MUM just 11 days ago. Cannot take much more, cannot do this, feel utter failure, am lost and bereft, and just want to curl up and die.