Becoming a Mother, Without One
As previously mentioned, I joined an amazing group of mom bloggers, and we’re all focusing on the same topic(s) from month to month...our February topic is postpartum. Of course, there are sooo many things I feel like I can talk about when it comes to postpartum care for mamas (and I plan to soon!), but as I started thinking about MY OWN postpartum experience, I realized mine was different than many of my friends’ in what I would consider a significant way: I handled my postpartum recovery (and before that, pregnancy and now motherhood) without a mother of my own. Since I was very young, it’s always been my dad. There were short periods of my life in which my mother was present, but I was young, the time was short, and honestly, I don’t have many memories of those times. As I got older, I came to the conclusion that girls didn’t need a MOTHER as they grew up, they just needed a good PARENT, mother or father. For the record, I still believe this to be true. My da
