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There have been times of uncertainty in my life, but motherhood was probably the height of that misgiving. I wasn’t one of those women who always knew she wanted to be a mother. It was a spark that grew into a flame within my heart. Perhaps that made my children even more precious to me — the realization that I wanted to be a mom more than I wanted anything else in my life. The roller coaster ticked upward again, though, as my pregnancies were difficult and I learned how to care for these tiny people who depended on me for survival. When I read The Mother Letters by Amber C. Haines and Seth Haines, my heart fluttered at the reminders of those precarious days of infancy, toddlerhood, and beyond.