First Word

Yesterday I walked into the nursery while J was changing Ian's diaper. Ian was lying on the changing table, and when he saw me he turned his head towards me a smiled. Then, very deliberately, he said, "Ma Ma."

My heart exploded into a thousand pieces. And I cried a little. Oh, he said my name! 

He's been babbling for several months now, says mamamama and dadadadadada. And the bye-bye thing happens sporadically,  but this was different.

The only other time I felt that much emotion is when I first heard him cry, right after he was born.