This Child...
I am told, takes after me in so many ways. Oh, my poor mother. This child has a will with the force of ten rhinos at full charge. This child knows exactly what she wants, how she wants it and will accept no substitutions nor any delays. This child stretches my patience to the absolute brink, then sweetly melts my heart not seconds later...every day. This child is joy personified. This child...made me a mother.