They call it love, and I get plenty of it.

What a sap I have become. I clearly recall being a horrid bitch prior to having my son and maybe for sometime after. I had plenty of love for him, but everyone else got the cold shoulder.

This feeling is new to me, so I'm still fighting back the gag reflex as I find myself being nice to others and smiling a lot. This over zealous happiness is something I used to make fun of people for. I thought nobody could really be that happy. Well, I was wrong.