“What do you want to be when you grow up?” It was my least favorite question when I was a little girl. “Oh, I don’t know,” I would casually reply. In reality, I wanted to be a mom, but I couldn’t quite figure out why I was so ashamed of that. My parents were always supportive of my dream to get married and raise my own children someday. They love that this is still a dream of mine, which I...
