I'm a stay home mom to my 2 year old son and I'm currently 20 weeks pregnant. I've always viewed weekends as my "day off" but I've never actually gotten to experience this lol. Since I've been pregnant I've been extra salty towards my husband when I have to do everything for our son, even when my husband is right there. Today was a long stressful day for me and I haven't sat down for longer than 15 mins. I took the opportunity to lay down in bed while my husband and son watched a movie. I can hear my son walking around whining for more pizza, I know exactly what he wants. He does this for about 5 mins while my husband ignores him. Finally my son comes into my room and climbs into bed to get my attention. He does all his telltale signs of wanting more food/drink. I usually get very mad at my husband for not attending to our son's needs and frustrated with the whole situation. But today I felt a sense of calm come over me, a really nice feeling of patience. It finally sank in, I'm needed. I'm the one my son looks for to be fed, I'm the one my son waits up for to fall asleep, I'm the one my son runs to for comfort. I'm his world and that's a blessing. Even though he has his dad sitting right there he still wants me to feed him. I'm realizing how special I am in my son's eyes. I'm feeling beyond peaceful for the first time in two years.