It Is Official...

I'm a mother. I mean, most of you already know this fact, but today, it hit me. I was watching Quincy sleep and realized that he had a booger in his nose. I picked it and then wiped it on my pants. Yep. Gross, I know. But what do ya do? I mean, I couldn't exactly get up and get a Kleenex and tell him to blow. So, I just took care of the problem myself. He could breathe better and so could I.

Also realized that I'm a mother in the fact that I really want to protect my child. Yes, from all the horrible things out there, but also from embarrassment. I'm afraid that with my mother in law and sister in law here, this isn't going to be able to be avoided though. They are already planning a photo session for him for the fall. They actually want to put my baby in a cornucopia. That is like abuse. I mean, therapy for a lifetime after something like this happens. I should protect him from this right? Unfortunately, there are two of them and one of me. I've already apologized immensely to Quincy. As long as he knows that I tried to protect him. I mean, a cornucopia? So very sorry Q.