Leo is the first boy of my younger brother, and the first baby in our family. I have never been very close to a child, and I don't recall raising my siblings, so I don't much experience with babies.
I see him at least once a week (he's now much bigger than in the picture). And he makes me realize how tiring it is to grow up, with all the eating, sleeping, excreting and crying. Very young babies are quite immobile also; he can't even flip his body yet. Essentially, human babies are helpless.
I think about what my parents must have gone through raising four of us up while building their business. I suppose this is where parental blind love is necessary to endure exhausting tasks of taking care of children.
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