I don't care how narcissistic or self indulgent this may seem. I am head over heels for our son. Not just because he has my blue eyes, Chris' full lips, and a golden mop of crazy hair. But also because he is joyful, inquisitive, silly, brilliant, independent, cuddly, reckless, cautious, on and on and on. All the things all babes are. All the things we were and can be again. He shows me this everyday. And he makes the world beautiful by being here with us.
He is now saying, "I love you!" For him to hug my knees as tightly as he can and say, "I love you, mama" is utterly transcendent.