If Mothers Ruled the World

In the past couple of weeks LM has become such a happy baby. Instead of the default state being sort of fussy and cranky with a few happy stretches here and there, he's now such a smiley, happy guy most of the time and only gets truly upset when he's tired or frustrated.

I get these moments, watching him look at a picture, or smile lovingly at me from across the room and my whole heart just swells at the pure innocence. I can't help but think, I hope the world isn't too hard on you. I wish I could protect him from all the bad things, the skinned knees, the broken hearts, the temptation of driving after some drunken night, the gun-wielding strangers, the wars in far off places. I guess it's a good thing I can't shelter him from everything, because if I could, I probably would. But we all need some tough times to make us better and more interesting people. I still wish I could shelter him from some things though.