Campaign Story

When I was in my 20s I got married to the first man who asked. I allowed other people to make my decisions for me. I was raised to be strong and independent, but also nice. I found my voice in that short marriage and divorced him within 1 1/2 years. I thought I would get married again at some point. In my 30s I really wanted to get married and have a child. It almost happened, but didn’t. I thought I had to say goodbye to my dream of motherhood simply because Mr. Right hadn’t come in time. But that was a false narrative. Two years ago I started talking to friends and others who were having children on their own. IVF suddenly found its way into everyday conversation. To my surprise I joined in on the conversation. I unpacked my so called beliefs and realized they weren’t really mine, but rather my parents. I was taught that you have to be married to have a child. No you don’t. Not for me. I’m ready to start my family with this new freedom to think and feel what I want to think and feel! I have been called many things….Auntie, Godmommy, village mother. I love all of those names. Now it’s time to be called Mommy. I got this.