Thirteen – almost 14 – years ago, my entire existence did a complete 360. Since 1996, I have been consumed – yes consumed is the perfect word here – with feelings I didn’t know I possessed. Feelings that seemed to burst right out of me, spontaneously. Naturally. I’m talking about raw, instinctual, powerful emotions. Pure love. Overwhelming joy. Pure frustration. Overwhelming fear.
In 1996, I became a Mother.
My Noah, my “firstborn in the wilderness”…10 days overdue, 40 hours of labor (12 of it excruciating enough to propel me to pray to die), 3 hours of pushing out all 9 pounds of him. He took his time; his wise,