I'm in the house right now and I can here my son and his father playing baseball outside. When I glance through the blinds, I see Quinn playing ball, the two of them communicating calmly and my son's face shining back at me. Being Quinn's mother is the most amazing thing ever and each day is an enormous blessing. I can't imagine how I lived before him-- or rather, I know such different kind of love and centeredness now that he is my son. I wish I could crystallize or freeze all of my moments with him. My memory is so very terrible and my penchant for taking photos is even worse. How can I live in the moment and at the same time, capture the moment? I love my son.