They come out of now where… When you least expect them to. It’s like they hide in your eyes until the moment is just right… when your content with your emotions and you finally… Just finally get your hormones somewhat in line. Then BAM! You have a moment of weakness. The weakness they feed on. Your child is innocently asleep in your arms, their head is resting on your chest, you can smell that baby smell, memories of labor slowly replay in your head, and you have then made the mistake to stare at the best thing that has ever happened to you for that second too long.. That my friends… That is when the cry monsters attack.