Sometimes I have to remind myself that he's only two. I have to remind myself that it's not my job to be his friend, that I'm supposed to be his Mom first, teaching him the things he needs to learn, whether he likes it or not. Sometimes I have to remind myself to loosen up, not be so stiff. Sometimes I have to remind myself that loving someone so much isn't always easy. I never have to remind myself that loving him so much is worth it.