I've always been a strong person. That I consider my high point. Even Sieg can attest on how independent and strong-willed I am, sometimes even to a fault. But now I've found my kryptonite, and that is Rocco.
How can a tiny being bring out all my fears and paranoia, while at the same time, shower me with all the love and happiness I can ever feel?
The irony of life...but that's the beauty of motherhood.