I grew up in a house full of women. They taught me I'm always more than just mom.
The author grew up in a multigenerational home. Courtesy of the author I grew up in a 3-bedroom house with my mom, grandmother, and three aunts. We somehow always made room for people to have space to do their thing. Growing up with so many women taught me that I am more than just a mom. I did not grow up in a busy household. It was quiet a lot of the time, which shocked friends who visited and saw that our house was littered with moms . I lived with my own mom, who was a single mom, one aunt who was a someday mom, and my grandmother, who we called Nana, who was an always mom. Another pregnant aunt I shared a bed with for a while, an almost mom. There were other moms who visited, other aunts and cousins, and friends and bridge partners of my Nana's coming over for gossip, plus egg salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off. The author's grandma with her grandkids. Courtesy of the author A revolving door of women and their chatter and the deep joy they took in doin...