The moment I became an aunt for the first time was the most meaningful and fulfilling time of my life. But as much as I felt this milestone had changed everything for me, no one else beyond my closest friends and family seemed to notice. No one spoke to me as an aunt.
We'd been home four days from the hospital when the phone rang. "Hello!" an ebullient voice sang through the receiver. "It's Winnie calling to wish Sophia a happy second Thursday!"
Sunday, July 22, marks the fourth annual Auntie's Day®. It's a day to honor and celebrate the women in the American Family Village who love and give to children not-their-own.
As women embrace this idea and shift energy they have been putting towards finding a mate -- and potentially caring for a family -- to their life's work, what is going to happen?
Why is it that the modern mom can love children and her career but the childless woman can only love her career? In America today, has feminism morphed into mommyism?
For women like me, we not only grieve the loss of motherhood, but we also grieve the loss of the dream, the dream of finding love and marriage resulting in that beautiful baby carriage.