My husband, my eight-month old son and I took a trip to the mall one day. As I proceeded to window shop, I heard a loud, happy scream piercing through the crowd, interrupting my much needed “Me” time. Immediately able to identify the screamer, I whipped my head around and spotted my husband and son a great distance away--my son waving happily and blowing me kisses. Call it mother’s intuition, but I have always had a special bond with my son. Through spending time with him, caring for him and acquiring an intimate knowledge of him, I could immediately interpret what each of his cries, ... Read the Post