My dreams as a kid for when I grew up were that I'd be a teacher and have 3 kids by the time I was 21.
Far from either one. Didn't even finish school and definitely have no one to make me a mother of one let alone two.
I hope my day isn't too far away. At 33yrs old, it feels like the most important thing to me (children) is slipping thru my fingers.
In pain; mentally, physically, and emotionally. How can I expect to be an amazing mother?
I need a sign.