Oh, Mum, I can't get over how perfect he is. And how much I fell in love with him, the minute I saw him. It was just -- this click, like all of a sudden the whole world rearranged itself and there was this tiny person looking up at me and expecting me to take care of him.

I'm so glad you can be here. And to keep reminding me to breathe.

I feel like I'm going to burst. How do you handle it when they look up at you like that? With all that trust, like you're their entire world?