M.B.

 If I cross my fingers and wish on the right stars,

Can he please be a mama's boy?

 Sorry, B, I know it isn't exactly a term most men aspire to, but I want to love and hug you always.

 My sweet little guy always has special smiles for me every time he sees me, and I treasure every one.

His sweet chubby fingers grip mine so tightly, and I never want to let go.

It seems so ridiculous that I ever wondered if I could love my second baby as much as my first.

He makes my heart so happy, and I'll spend the rest of my life sneaking kisses on his cheeks every chance I get.