My ego

My ego savors 
A familiar reflection
Those blue eyes,
Two exclamation points 
That I copied onto  
His face

My ego searches 
For traces 
Of myself
In him
Believing
He appreciates 
Those things
About himself
And by doing so
Appreciates me

My ego grieves
What is different
Unfamiliar, missing
Magnifying 
The distance 
Between us 
While I recall
His tiny head 
Nestled 
In the crook 
Of my armpit, 
My arm around him, 
As he looked up with 
Those blue eyes 
And said 

“I love you Mommy!!”