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For most of my life, motherhood was never something that called to me. It didn't live in my imagination in the way it seemed to for others. While my sister loved nurturing baby dolls and pushing them around in strollers, I was much more into Barbie — I'd come up with elaborate plots, assign character names, and direct my sister through every scene. It was always about the story, not the dolls or what they represented.

As an adult, I often found myself torn between wanting to be a mother. I wasn't naturally maternal, and I wasn't really a kid person — until I became an aunt in my mid-30s. However, before that, I didn't feel I had the patience for kids, and I was usually pretty awkward when interacting with them. What's more, I've never taken motherhoo

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