I’m cradling my youngest on the kitchen floor in case she throws up again. I’m asking for the fourth time that my oldest stop taking photos and give me my phone back. I’m prepping shirts for our tie-dye project. I’m pulling up my pants after using a museum bathroom. I’m trying to get some work done on the computer. I’m getting a haircut. I’m doing the dishes. I’m completely exhausted and can’t possible LOOK AT THIS one more time. All of these moments have something in common.