The day before my daughter was born, I had the idea to call her to tell her that her parents were having a baby.
That was in August 2015, and now I’m just a mom, trying to balance her demands of parenting, the demands of my job, and the responsibilities of my kids.
I had to be the one to tell my kids that my mom is expecting a new baby.
And I did it.
I told her the news.
Then I sat down and I cried.
I cried so hard, I cried and cried and then I went back to work.
My job was the only thing keeping me from having a heart attack and I thought, I just want to do this for my kids, right?
I didn’t have any idea what the hell I was doing. I didn