In motherhood, we form bonds that are unique to this stage in life and unlike those previously made. This common thread of motherhood connects us to the women surrounding us, and friendships take on a whole new meaning. Perhaps that’s why we become mothers in the first place—to be part of something bigger than ourselves—not only through the extension of ourselves via our children, but also through the sisterhood of being mothers.
But within these walls of motherhood exists inner circles, clubs whose members don’t want to accept new recruits. These mothers don’t want to share their experiences, and they don’t want to welcome another into the fold; but when they do, they cling to each other, as it means someone else identifies and understands. These circles include the Parent-of-a-Terminally-Sick-Child Club, the Infertility Club, the Loss-of-a-Child Club. Me? I’m a card-carrying member of the Child-with-a-Birth-Defect Club. [Continue reading]