Today at day care, a strange man came and took pictures of you while you were playing at the park with your friends. He refused to delete the pictures, so your day caregiver called the police to. She did exactly the right thing and kept you safe.

This still really affected me. I couldn't stop thinking about some guy having your picture. I checked to see if there were any "really bad guys" in the area, and one just moved in close to the area today. An unbelievable coincidence, because it wasn't him. But for awhile, I was convinced that it couldn't be a coincidence and I was very afraid.

You and I played together all night. I held you and we giggled together. I felt like crying a few times even, just feeling grateful that I had you with me and you were all right. I remember feeling that way a lot after you were born. I'd hold and rock you, and just start crying. We thought we might lose you when you were having seizures, and I was simply grateful to have you with me.

We've been asked many times when we are going to have another child, and I usually say "never." And I mean it. I might change my mind, but I don't think so. I love being a mother. I love being YOUR mother. But it's very difficult. When I think I might lose you, or I think you're in danger, it's beyond difficult for me. To say "I lose my cool" is an understatement. My emotions are out of control during times like that, and it makes me feel sick. To be honest, I don't think I'm strong enough to take that times two.

You are a joy and a blessing. I'm always going to do everything I can to keep you safe, even if it means overreacting. I'll never be able to live with it if somebody hurts you and I could have done something to prevent it. You'll notice I worry a lot. Maybe I'm crazy, and I know I may need to lighten up at times. It's only because I love you and you are my responsibility, and I refuse to let you down when it comes to making sure you're safe.