I can remember as a young girl, daydreaming about the day that I would become a mom. I dreamed of baking cookies with my children. I dreamed of building forts in the living room. I dreamed of camping out in the backyard. I dreamed of kissing bobos and wiping tears off wet cheeks. And in all these dreams, I saw myself with this glow, almost like an angel, with a soft smile on my face, hair perfectly in place and laughing often.