Patience is a virtue...

One that I do not possess. How does one acquire patience? Since I have none, it makes me feel like a bad mom, a bad wife. Oh the guilt! It's something I inherited from my father, this lack of patience. I hated that trait in him, and here I am with the same thing. How did this happen? This is not an isolated incident, I fight with it all the time and have been for years. It's only more prevalent now that I have a child. I keep fighting...