Lucas' push gift, when baby E was born, is a reminder of the amazing things love can create I'd have to say, after I became a mom, one of the biggest changes for me is - what I used to call, becoming a big sucker/weakling/weak sauce for stories about babies or kids at peril. I hate hearing or reading about babies who can't survive due to any circumstance. I hate it so much because I almost get a physiological response to the story as if a dagger just got thrusted into my gut. One of the first instances of this was on my drive to pick up baby E from daycare back in Cali. I was listening to NPR on the radio like usual, and they ran a story about babies in NICU because of drug addict moms. Hearing the little cries of strong withdrawal pains from a newborn still hurts me to the core right now - and I'm just recalling this story from memory. It almost spurs me to action, to want to vote for whatever bill it was they wanted to pass to convict d...