Learning about love
This morning when I was walking and praying for my friend, my mind started to wander. Usually I feel bad about this and try to stay focused, but today I didn't quite catch it before it really took off. I was remembering something I felt when my firstborn child was a baby. As a stay at home new mom, I had a lot of time to think, and my postpartum brain was full of abstract thoughts and feelings. Probably about 99% of these were about my baby. I couldn't believe how much I loved this tiny being I had grown inside of my body. I couldn't believe it was possible to love someone so much. All I wanted was to protect and nurture this child, to give him all the love he needed and more. He was a difficult infant for whom we really had to work to calm down, but I didn't mind. I was so in love with this baby, I would do anything for him, and I didn't want anyone around who didn't love him that much. He was just nine months old when I found out that I was pregnant again. Fo