You find yourself on a packed bus, the crammed grocery shopping bags are stapled upon the stroller. One kid is pulling your arm screaming for ice cream, the other one should have been breastfeed for more than 20 minutes ago, also screaming. Your feet’s are soaked in snow mud and the coat you’re wearing (that 10 minutes ago where way to thin) all of a sudden feels thick like a sleeping bag, causing sweat floods along the spine. Patience right now: cero. And when a lady bumps into you by accident, the irritation is immediate. At that point. Take a deep breath. That someone is maybe/probably someone’s mother. They, or we, are everywhere. Having a good day. Or a bad one. We need to have each others back. Support and not critic. The judgement is everywhere today. How we race, how we breast feed, or not, how we play, or don’t play, what we read to our kids, or don’t read. If we buy a minute through Babblarna on the iPhone (God forbid) or what we serve for dinner. Everyone is struggling and trying hard, mothers and fathers, doing the best we can at most times. Show love – and don’t judge. And remember – DAMN YOU’RE A GOOD MOTHER!