Tomorrow is the eleventh anniversary of my becoming a mother, aka The Little Man's birthday.
Every year I feel a little traumatized by that.
I crawled in bed with him tonight and cried as I told him that when he was born I was so amazed at how intensely I loved him.
That I never knew that there was a love like that.
He says "So you don't love me at all." and laughs, because he knows that I am being crazy and emotional and that I love him more than words could ever say.
Happy Birthday Buddy. You are my world.
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