make it up to this child whose life you ruined. You didn’t get to be a mother. You did, but you wished you didn’t. You wish you could do it over, but you can’t. You were given this person to take care of—egg, sperm, nine months gestation, labor. The easy part. It’s all the rest that got you in trouble. As hard as you tried, your efforts were never enough. None ever can be.
