Here I was sitting at the computer, upset and crying. Ryland was in his crib, watching his mobile and listening to music. And he started to cry, so I went in and picked him up. We walked around his room. Up on his walls are two paintings I did for him, and as we were walking, he just stared at them, his eyes open and searching, studying those paintings. It made me feel so good.
Thank god I have the cutest sweetest baby in the whole world, or I’d be a bigger mess than I already am.
- now what?