When Marek bumps his head, falls on his behind, or gets bruises and abrasions from any of his toddler-appropriate antics; when Markus chokes on his milk, or after a long wailing from his bath (for a baby can't do much to hurt himself yet)... I'd like to believe that my every touch, and kiss, and hug eases all their pains, takes away all their discomforts and hurts. This gives me far more satisfaction than my anesthesia ministrations. And makes me feel like I've become a better mom.