Seeing this old photo of myself at age five brings thoughts of childhood dreams.  My daughters dream right now is to someday own her own bakery.   My son would love to be Batman.  My little one is a climber and I would guess her dream is to be in a room full of chairs and tables with no one to stop her from climbing and standing on all of them!

My dream is to be a good mother and wife.  I want to raise capable adults who care about others and find happiness in family, friends, and their work.  I didn’t know the true outcome of my dreams as a child, but I know that if my five year old self walked in on me in my new role as a postpartum doula she would smile.