I remember, before I was pregnant, thinking about being a mom and how cool it would be — someday.
Then I got married and, four years later, was pregnant with Maya. Whenever I’d marvel at how amazing pregnancy was and how connected I felt to her, mothers (including my own) would say, “Just you wait … it only gets better and more amazing,” with this knowing glimmer in their eye.
It’s a look you can’t truly understand until you are a mom … until that child is placed in your arms. THAT’s when you become a mom. It doesn’t matter how the child came to be … through marriage, with help of a team of doctors, through adoption or fostering … the moment he or she is put in your arms, you are a mother. Continue reading “To Be a Mother”