The moment that I gave birth to my son was a real defining moment. I had waited for what seemed like an eternity to meet the miracle that I made. I read him books and sang him songs. I chose to have a natural labor and I chose this because it was best for my child. I did not break. I did not falter. After 40 long weeks and the most excruciating pain that I have ever endured, I met my son. It was at that moment that I realized that every decision that I make and everything that I do from now on, I will do with my son in my mind and in my heart. I do not define Motherhood. Motherhood defines me!