Having a son is nothing like I imagined... And I certainly never imagined myself with two of them! I see the fragile pride in my little boy's eyes, and I know I have to handle him gently. For as tough and big as he pretends to be, he is also small and easily overwhelmed by his world. Dark rooms and loud noises send him clamboring back to my arms as he buries his head in my neck. One day he will be embarrassed to come running to Mommy. But for now, I'm one of the strongest, bravest people he knows and when he is with me he is safe.
