Motherhood

To be pregnant. To know that something...someone is growing inside of you. Invading you? Maybe that is not the right word. But that is how it feels. Or would feel, technically speaking. To be a mother is different than being an aunt. Being an aunt is fun because the moment things become too much to handle, it can be over. The child can be given back to its mother. But to be the mother. Now that is a whole other job. A scary, stressful, and rewarding job that can only be appreciated when it is experienced. Or at least that is what every mom says.