My feelings about having children are mine alone. I have had my children and now those adult children have to live their own lives and make their own choices.
It doesn’t matter if the choices are about having a family or what you do for fun or where you live or who you marry or or or…. I love you all with a depth unimaginable to anyone but a parent (that is not meant to be patronizing, just a fact)
So, I am the mother of five. Former children now adults. I parented five children.
Maybe I didn’t do the best job, nobody does. But I am glad I did. However, I am not totally defined as a mother. I don’t feel that I ever “lost” myself by being a mother. I am the same unique, extroverted, opinionated person I was before I was ever a mother.
|Courtney nursing at about 6 months old. 1978|
|Morgan nursing in Nick's office, Chiang Mai, Thailand 1983|
|Darcy nursing in our home, Tromso, Norway 1984|
|Chance nursing on our deck in Reston, VA 1993|
|Austin nursing while I typed up a report, Taipei, Taiwan 1989|