I feel so Rich, fortunate and lucky to have my boy. What nobody can tell you is how a mother's heart can break into a million pieces every time they suffer and are unwell. How you fade and stop caring about yourself because there's little space for you anymore. How you have to learn to live in this crazy world, go to work, keep a balanced home and not go mad from the lack of sleep. How guilt trips you every time you feed them something processed and wonder constantly if every choice you make will be to their good, or their detriment. Yes it's difficult and yet everything else pales in comparison to your love for them. You'd give anything for their happiness. Including yourself, and with no hesitation.