Where's Your Smiles?

I look at photos of John smiling like this and I feel a sense of pride.
There’s times when I question the decisions I make as a mother but then he smiles at me like this, it’s as if he’s reassuring me that I’m doing it all right. That he’s happy and he loves me. That even if I do get something wrong he’ll still love me, in the same way I’ll always love him.
My Health Visitor commented on how John “only has eyes for his Mummy”. But I know some day he’ll meet a girl. A girl who’ll take care of him in the same way that I take care of his Daddy and I’ll become a little less needed. But I hope he never loses his “I’ll always love you, Mummy” smile and his gaze to check I’m still behind him.
And I, of course, always will be.