when things get stressful and the boys are fussing and I am tired, I take out my frustration on Matty. I don’t want to do it. I want to be a patient mommy who never raises her voice or gets grumpy. I want to treasure each moment with my boys and make sure they know how loved and valuable they are. But in the moment, I snap or raise my voice. David seems more helpless so I don’t direct it toward him, it’s Matty who is on the receiving end. I always feel awful right after and give him a hug and tell him I’m so sorry. But life is imperfect and I am an imperfect mommy. Somehow he seems to bounce back quickly and goes through life with a carefree spirit and loving heart. Thanks for being patient with me, Matty. I love you.