Before I had my son, I was pretty normal in terms of my control of my emotions. Every so often I would have a cry about something relatively serious, but I think I was generally at the 'doesn't cry much' end of the emotional spectrum. I do remember laughing at my mum when I was a teenager because she cried at something that happened in the Archers, and even managed to shed a tear when she caught the end of an episode of Neighbours despite never having watched it before.
Since having my son, however, I am a massive teary-eyed wuss! I didn't actually cry when he was born, but about three days later I wept at how perfect he was and seem to have barely stopped since! My mum bought him the 'How much do I love you?' book, and although my head finds it a bit odd and cringey (weird 'who loves who most' one-upmanship between nut brown hares? 
), the first time I read it I was in floods by the middle. I found myself tearing up at a radio 4 drama a couple of weeks ago, and can be set off by the weirdest things - I came close to crying at a wedding a while ago which is TOTALLY not me (or at least the me I was until 18 months ago).
So, will this ever stop? Will I ever manage to get back to the sensible person who was in touch with their emotions, but also in control, or will I forever more threaten to be besieged by waterworks over things like the fact that I used to kiss my son through the bannisters in our old house but can't reach in our new one? (Yes - it is truly this which has inspired this thread, despite the fact that the only reason I can't reach is because there are boxes on front of them and I will be able to do it again in a couple of weeks when everything is sorted!).