Four years ago, on Mother’s day, I sent a friend, Hannah, a mother’s day message.
She replied “Happy Mother’s day too.
I told her she’d made a mistake.
Hannah: No, I haven’t. You have 90 children. I have only 4. You deserve it even more.
Since that day, I have thought a lot about motherhood; paying special attention to children who have not been lucky enough to receive a mother’s love, those who lost it along the way, those raised by a single parent or none; trying to understand adults whose actions reflect absence of role models.
I have also already made conscious decisions about the kind of parent I want to be, and how I hope my partner and I will complement one another; when I have a family of my own.
This entire experience has opened my eyes and taught me things I would probably not have learnt had I been placed anywhere else in the world.
I do not take that for granted.