A story from the heart of a woman who became a mother and was never the same again I don't remember the exact day I first felt like a mother — it wasn't a date on a calendar, nor a single moment in time. It was a slow transformation, a tiny hand gripping my finger, a sleepless night that stretched into months, a smile that gave me the strength to rise again. My life was no longer just mine. From that moment on, every breath I took was tied to a new name — my child. In this book, you won't always find fairy tales with happy endings. You will find exhaustion, fear, loss, pains that have never been visible from the outside. But above all, you will find love. A love that asks for nothing in return. A love that doesn't need to be spoken aloud because it is in every action, every sacrifice, every morning that starts with "I have to," and every evening that ends with "it got better." This is my story. That of a mother like many others. Simple, but filled with feelings only a mother's heart can understand.