Never Minimize Motherhood
It would be nice if people did not minimize who my son is to me based solely on something as silly as DNA. Yes, he does not have my eyes or my nose (he is blessed), but he giggles just like me and makes the same silly faces as I do. From the moment, I saw him I was in love. I did not have the pains of nine months of pregnancy or the hours of labor, but I did spend years dreaming for him, pleading with God to bless our lives with a child, wondering why God had not, and then there were the countless hours spent with him rocking him, feeding him, changing diapers, loving him, teaching him and loving him even more. If you asked him who his Mommy was, he would not hesitate for a second to point to me. I am, and I will always be proud to be my little man's mother. How dare you degrade who we are to each other, God brought us together to be Mother and Son. Shame on you. Yes, he is not biologically related to me. He is related to another woman we fondly know as his birth mother. She crea...