My boy

This morning my baby sat on my lap while I answered some emails. He was wearing his pajama bottoms and a t-shirt that looked a little small on him. I knew this because his chubby little belly stuck out above his diaper. Although that could just be because he seemed extra hungry this morning. His hair stood up in the back, in every place that his pillow had touched. He had crumbs on his cheeks from breakfast. He kept pointing and laughing at the computer. Over and over, he would turn around to look at me, his big blue eyes looking out from under his insanely long eyelashes. And I had one of those incredible moments of complete happiness and teary emotion—all mixed perfectly into one.

From the deepest part of my heart, I love being a mom.