Like a Big Band-aid

I spent the afternoon at my momma's (Has anyone ever noticed how people generally call it their "mom's house" even though both parents live there and own it?) and I feel sooo much better than I did 5 hours ago.  The kids got to play with grandma and grandpa, whom they adore, and I got to breathe and sleep, in my parents super-clean and nice bedroom.  And now I like my kids again, I'm not angry, I am chilled.  Thank you so much to my wonderful family for understanding that some days are impossible without help.  Oh thank you, thank you.