I wonder...

I wonder how old he'll be before I stop going into his room to make sure he's breathing?
I wonder how old he'll be before I stop getting up in the middle of the night to cover him back up?
I wonder how old he'll be before I stop standing in the hallway by his room and peeking in the door to watch him sleep?
I wonder how old he'll be before I stop going in and sitting down by his bed and holding his sweet little hands or rubbing his chubby little cheeks?

I'm thinking never....