My Dream Come True
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted nothing more than to be a mother. I had such an imagination when I was young and I was a mother to all of my baby dolls and even some of my cats. It was my dream to grow up, get married and start a family. Even as a teenager, I was jealous when someone had a baby. I secretly wished that the baby were my own.
When I got married, I knew that I would want to have a family right away. We were pregnant only a couple of months after the wedding and I enjoyed every second of it. That is, until I lost it. I was devastated. I never considered that this could happen to me. It was something that happened to other people, but not to me, because I wanted to be a mom so badly.
After two more miscarriages, I finally had a successful pregnancy. I even managed to go two weeks past my due date. The first time I held my daughter, I realized what an absolute miracle she was. Motherhood was everything that I had imagined it would be, and more. I was absolutely meant to be a mom. More than that, I was absolutely meant to be Erika’s mom.
