There’s no going back — once you become a mother.
There’s no unseeing every child as your own.
You cannot bandage your aching heart as you watch a child in pain.
That second glass of wine will never taste as good.
You’ll never sleep soundly again.
Fireworks will send shockwaves of anxiety through your body, and local news will keep you up all night.
Your body never be the same — once firm, now soft pillow for rest.
And you won’t be able to stop a smile from tugging at your lips when you see a child learn something new.
You’ll never have dry eyes when you hear the story of a baby’s first breath, a child’s triumph over adversity.
You’ll never think twice about opening your arms to hug a child who needs a little extra love.
Because there’s no going back — once you become a mother.
And thank God for that.