I am the first of my friends to become a mom.
Due to my being 25-years-old, it will probably be quite some time before any of them join me in the world of motherhood. Similar to my own mother who brought me earth-side at only 20 — I have pioneered this adventure called parenting. And that is more than okay, but it is certainly not easy.
Since the birth of my son (and even during pregnancy), many of my friends have been nothing but supportive and actively engaged in my new adventure. To say that I feel loved by their gestures of support, patience, and love would be an understatement. But with any good, there is struggle, and I have lost touch with some people who I deeply care for.