What IF…I Were A Mom…
I’m not a mom.
And at times, I truly doubt, against my highest of hopes,
That I will ever be one.
But man, what a mom I’d be.
I’m not a mom.
And at times, I truly doubt, against my highest of hopes,
That I will ever be one.
But man, what a mom I’d be.
There are days where I can’t move. Days where I just can’t stand to think about this any more. And I start to wonder to myself, what IF on those days, I said the first things that came to my mind?
Members of the Broken Brown Egg community chime in their thoughts on infertility and depression for the #DayOfLight
Today, I stand with other bloggers for the #DayOfLight campaign to shed light on depression. Infertility is a quiet force within the African American community, and so is depression and mental wellness. Let’s turn the lights on.