My children are ages 6 and 3. Until 37 days ago, I was drinking myself into a blackout almost on a nightly basis. I knew my children deserved better than that and that they needed their mommy to be sober and to be able to keep them safe while in my care. However, it wasn't until I came out of my last blackout that I realized (a "moment of clarity," perhaps) that I deserve better than that, that I needed to be sober, lest I die from this disease; that I am worthy of a better fate than dying as a drunk. In other words, nothing, not even my love for my children, could get/keep me sober. When it comes to my sobriety, I have to put my HP and self above all else.
Take it One Day at a Time! I'm glad you posted.