I protect him and carry him, but soon he will be out. Out in this world to face his own demons and stresses. He will have his joys and his sorrows, feel pain and feel love. I can only protect him from this outside world for so long before he is out and free. Free to feel, to hurt and be hurt. He is a part of me, but is his own person. Having a child is amazing.

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