Since babies are known for their cuteness, I was worried that mine wouldn't live up to that expectation. Now that he is here and a year has passed since his birth, I wake up every day and see him as the most beautiful being to ever exist. I am constantly reminding myself that he is, in fact, mine. How I got so lucky I am not sure. What I am sure of is that my baby is perfection. The way his face lights up when I enter the room, the way he gets this look of concern on his face when I leave his sight- I cannot believe that I am so lucky to have this little guy love me. I can only imagine how I look in his eyes. You see, every inch of my baby is beautiful in my eyes. His precious little feet, the dimples in his elbows, his belly button, even his peach fuzz body hair- all of it is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. I could sit and stare at him all day. He makes me smile. He makes me laugh. He makes me proud to be his mama. From his head to his toes, my baby is perfection. If he sees me as even half of how I see him, well, that makes me even luckier than I already am.