the little one
Man, I love that Rowan. I love him. My heart aches with love for him.
P. S. Wrap-up on my experience with postpartum depression coming soon.
P. S. Wrap-up on my experience with postpartum depression coming soon.
A journal pondering my role as both mom and world citizen
3 Comments:
You know it is true, pure, honest, love when you just can't articulate the fullness of it. You just have to say, "Wow, I really love him/her."
Tony
looking forward to your return to blogland...i just love your posts...it's really quite sad just how sad i get when some people don't post for a few days!
Jana - I answered your questions in the comments on my blog.
Little kid love is the purest I know here on this earth. And what's amazing is that as they get older, it just gets better because they develop into their own little persons. I told my son the other day that I'd want to hang out with him even if he wasn't my son, just because he's fun.
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