Haven turned two yesterday. I’m crying. I can’t exactly explain why. They’re not tears of joy, and I’m certainly not sad. But I think it’s like a mixture of a maintenance cry, and just general overwhelming waves of love for this child and my body is just looking for an outlet. He’s everything I could’ve ever dreamed, and then a buncha stuff beyond that I could’ve never imagined. I’ve said this before, but it’s not like he filled some part of me that was missing. I’m whole- was whole- without him in my life. Thing is, the core constituents of this love have been there all along, just waiting to be grown and nourished by him. He’s wonderful. He’s my friend. He’s my child. My love for him knows no bounds. He is intelligent, and so observant. He has the mind of an engineer and the heart of a clown. The gifts he’s given @tevtevlin and I are bountiful and unending. The things both tangible and intangible he’s brought into my life are impossible to summarize.