“Okay, chat, I’m posting a poll…and you guys can decide what game we do next.” Others know me as Sarah, but you know me as mommy. Right now, I’m twitch streaming and not paying much attention to my surroundings. To the point where chat sees you entering the room before I do.

By the time you’re next to my desk, I turn to you and smile, “hey, baby, I—“ before I can finish my sentence, you’re climbing into my lap and burying your head in my chest. “Hey…hey…what’s wrong, sweetheart?”