Do I grab the baby or a knife?

On Breaking: My maternal instinct and childhood trauma face off when I find a man at my door in the middle of the night

“Do I grab the baby and hide or do I grab a kitchen knife?” That was the question that ran through my mind when I saw the man’s face up against the glass of our front door in the middle of the night.

I ran downstairs into the kitchen for our biggest chef’s knife.