I was like a parent to my younger siblings. When I worry about becoming a good mom, I remember I already know how to be one.

I was like a parent to my younger siblings. When I worry about becoming a good mom, I remember I already know how to be one.

Courtesy of Carly Newberg

When I was little, I begged my mom for a younger sibling, but she swore she was done having kids. I dreamt of feeling her belly kick, going on stroller walks, and helping hush the sound of loud cries.

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