Today has been really rough. I got maybe 2 hours of broken sleep, I had gluten last night, you were tired as soon as you woke up, plus you refused your second nap. There were probably a million moments when I wanted to scream today. A million moments when I wanted to cry I was so tired of being hit, scratched, kicked, and screamed at. I yelled at your dad and I yelled at you, all after telling your dad that we need to stop yelling. Today I sucked. As a mom, as a wife, as a person. But you still loved me. And now as I’m putting you to bed 2 hours too late, and you’re falling asleep on me, something that you never do anymore, I realize what a gift you are. I forget how much you love me. How much you watch my every move with big adoring eyes. How you soak up everything and copy me. I’m sorry I sucked today, but you? Today you were perfect.