Redefined
I know I'm a mom. Of course I do. I mean, there's pretty much no way to forget it - the fact that I have a baby is pretty much physically apparent to me in a more or less constant sense. And still, something about this picture struck me in a way that I was not expecting. Though I am surrounded every day, every hour, every minute by it, this picture made me see that I'm a mom. It probably sounds silly. But I suppose until that moment, I hadn't actually looked at myself or seen Me in this particular idea of Mom. Grown up.