2016 was a terrible year.
Brexit happened. Trump happened. Zika happened. Prince died. My husband cheated on me, my marriage imploded, and I was suddenly a single mum to my four-year-old son.
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As it drew to close, though, I started thinking about what I could do to counteract all of that terrible. I wanted to look back on that year and think, Yeah, I put something good in the world. As a single mom, I didn?t have time to volunteer at a food bank, or the funds to donate pots of money anywhere. But here?s what I could do: Help a couple have a child.
I?d loved everything about pregnancy. And yet, I had no desire to actually raise another child. My little family?me, my kid, our dog?felt really right. And I?ve always had a big-picture view of parenting: That it?s not my job just to mother my own child, but to help other parents, too. It?s like there?s a pool of kids and we?re all the lifeguards. I knew many friends who had struggled with infertility and could understand that pain. Knowing I could alleviate for a family that was an amazing thought.
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