My mother was my first country, the first place I ever lived. — Nayyirah Waheed I have written many, many times about the complexities of motherhood and how weekends like this one can bring up a lot of really complicated, really difficult feelings. Some of us have strained relationships with our own mothers. Some of us yearn to be mothers. Some of us have no desire to be mothers. Some of us have lost children, some of us have children who want nothing to do with us. Some of us are stepmothers or foster mothers or adoptive mothers or fur baby mothers. Motherhood is a wide open space, and we women tend to find our footing somewhere in the middle of it.
Of Mother's Day
Of Mother's Day
Of Mother's Day
My mother was my first country, the first place I ever lived. — Nayyirah Waheed I have written many, many times about the complexities of motherhood and how weekends like this one can bring up a lot of really complicated, really difficult feelings. Some of us have strained relationships with our own mothers. Some of us yearn to be mothers. Some of us have no desire to be mothers. Some of us have lost children, some of us have children who want nothing to do with us. Some of us are stepmothers or foster mothers or adoptive mothers or fur baby mothers. Motherhood is a wide open space, and we women tend to find our footing somewhere in the middle of it.