That’s me. I know that I want to be a mom someday.
Do I think that I am a fit? Not very. Do I think that I am motherly? Not at all.
It’s not that I woke up and said, “I want to be a mom”. It was something that I just knew. Maybe I want a little version of myself running around. Maybe I want to know that I can make an impact in the world through someone. Or more importantly, that I can take care of someone…to a level that I will never have ever.
It’s a fundamental belief and it can be a dealbreaker.