Here is a confession. I am absolutely obsessed with my baby. I think he is beautiful. There simply can't be another baby more perfect than my mini man. And I'm quite sure that every mother thinks the same about their own baby. How can they not? I love being a mom. Somehow it makes me a better person. Happier. More forgiving. More loving. More kind. (Or is it "kinder"? One thing I know for sure, being a mom didn't make me any smarter.)
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