Letter to my Son

You won't be able to read this for a while, but I have a few things to tell you. You've heard me say these things to you, but won't remember. It's okay, I've typed it up for you.

Dear boy,        As your Mother, I must tell you this. You're a super-hero. You will be taught that I nourished you, I raised you, I protected you. This is physically true. Spiritually and emotionally, however; You were in charge. Last night made 18 months that I've had you around. In those 18 months, I have learned so much about life. Before I met you, I thought I knew love. I mean, I did know love, just not this kind of love. This real love, the love that causes me to worry 24/7; the love that causes me to completely forget about myself. Even before you were born, and I only knew OF you, you changed my life. Well, you actually saved it.
Don't believe that you were born a super-hero? I have facts...You protect.Daddy works a lot, so I am alone often. Before you, I was scared to be alone. Now when we are here without daddy, You make me feel safe. Even though I know all you can do is spit up on someone, I feel like I have a reason not to be scared now. At one month old, you were "protecting" me. Who else could ever do that?!You have super speed.Before you could even walk, when you were crawling, I couldn't turn away for one second. If I did, I'd better put my running shoes on, because you'd be halfway down the hall, giggling like you got away with a crime.You're so courageous.At only 4 months old, you were hospitalized. Upon seeing the nurse with a needle in her hand, I cringed. I hate needles and still have to hold your daddy's hand when I get a shot. Know what you did? You batted your pretty little eyelashes at her. You're such a flirt. When she finally stuck you with that awful tool, you didn't even cry... I did and I didn't even feel anything. Daddy and I were amazed. P.S. If you have any of that bravery left over, I could use some, please. You're more determined than anyone I know.You fell down 8235216536 times when learning how to walk. I personally would have gave up after 5 times... did you? nope! You got back up and tried again EVERY TIME. You could probably fly with that kind of determination.You have a top secret super-hero language.I guess I could be considered your partner in crime for this one. It took a while, but we managed to create a system to understand each other without actually talking. When you're afraid, I get kissed on the cheek. This automatically tells me I need to remove you from whatever situation we are in. When you're hungry, you slap your belly. When you're tired, you grunt. When you are super tired but daddy hasn't gotten home yet, you make little moaning sounds... I know these mean "where is he?" because I think the same thing. You have an awesome super power that no other super-hero has.Sometimes when I'm upset, I cry (Mommy's not a super-hero like you.) When this happens and mommy's eyes are teary and my heart is hurting, literally all you have to do is look up at me. Everything is better <3 That's your healing power. That's my favorite of your powers. 
At least once in your life, someone will try to tell you that you are ordinary. At that very moment, ignite your power of sudden deafness... you know, like when we tell you to pick up your toys...

In the meantime,  get yourself a cape, think of a name, and be mentally prepared to sign imaginary autographs, because you are a super-hero... my super-hero <3