Dear God.....will things ever get back to normal?

So, I've been doing alot of wondering, praying, and begging lately for God to just return my life back to normal. I've spent lots of evenings in tears, just upset because life just feels like a roller coaster right now. But then I stop and think....normal? What the heck is normal? Was "normal" back last year when Jeremy was on harvest, and we didn't see him for a whole 2 1/2 months? Or was "normal" this past winter when Jeremy left for his job in Canadian, and it was just Jaylee and I? Normal isn't us, and I don't know when it ever will be. I've heard many people say lately "I just wish Jeremy could get a job closer to home..." Well, it's like I was telling a close friend recently... let's play out the scenario of him getting a job closer to home.............
A. He goes back to work for the family farm.... which means.....still on harvest....not getting to see at all until November.....which then goes back to struggling financially...which then turns into more stress on our life....
B. He gets a job closer to home, and he will not work an 8-5 job indoors..... Ok--- so I'm still the one getting the girls ready, dropping them off every morning, and he will be home, hopefully by supper time, if not later, so which still means, I'm to deal part of the evening with the girls. So, what's a few more hours? And the job probably won't pay near what he get's paid now- so we are back to letter A of financial stress as well.
C. He's a man, and a "typical" man, who probably will help here and there, but let's face it ladies- does any man ever do everything exactly the way we need/want it to be done?
D. He comes back home, so not only am I having to handle two children in the evenings, but I'm also back to balancing marriage and family and basically, let's face it, a 3rd child!

So- of course, I'd love the "white picket fence marriage" that all the movies play out and my sisters get to live of hubby leaving in the morning and home by supper, but that wasn't my husband before I married him and that's not him today. There are days when the job is over at 5, and there are days when the job is over at 9, and then there are days where he can work all night, but finally throws his hands in. So, instead of little girls standing at the door, daily, asking "when is daddy coming home?" and me never knowing hour to hour; we do know, regularly, and routinely, that in just 5 more days/ fingers, daddy IS coming home and he WILL be home, for certain 3 nights.