I sure have “moments” with my son when I just feel I’d blow up. Fall apart. Explode! Oh how I have exploded in many times. But despite all of the ordeals and the daunting tasks of being a parent, there’s nothing comparable to getting the “highs” of parenthood. Such simple joys as hearing unexpected “iloveyous”, getting surprises out of broken toys are awesome.

With my son Matt, I have considerable lows but all of these are instantly wipe out when I get those spontaneous sweetness. Matt is really really sweet and always gives Mama a reason to be happy.

Here he is offering a flower to me.