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Last night, I caught myself doing the very thing I despise. Just as I was about to yell out of frustration at my disobedient two year old who wouldn’t stop screaming, I paused. I took a breath and thought, for once I’m going to not. Even despite the horrid day the world and I felt, and my irritation and non patience at the 5 o’clock hour, I stopped. I came down to my two year old’s level and I held his wet tearful face against mine and I said “Come here son, momma’s here. Momma’s here. I love you. Momma’s here.” I held him. Held him tight and didn’t want to let go.