A Different Journey to Becoming a Mom

It started with a phone call instead of labor pains.

Photo by Daiga Ellaby on Unsplash

My oldest son’s birthday is on the horizon. Though he’s well into adulthood, I vividly remember his second birthday party. I had been desperately sick with the worst case of strep throat I’d ever experienced, but there was no way I was missing my first chance to throw my kid a birthday party. I don’t know how or…