I Will Always Have a Favorite Child and I’m Not Even Sorry About It
I remember bickering with my brother about which one of us was our parents’ favorite. Our parents would say they loved us both equally.
I remember bickering with my brother about which one of us was our parents’ favorite. Our parents would say they loved us both equally.
I am not perfect. And they know it.
I’ve wanted to be a mother since about the age of 5, and have memories of playing with my plastic Honey Doll, pretending she was a newborn that needed to be cared for. My desire for kids just grew stronger over the years. In my 20s and 30s, every time I dated someone new, I … Continued