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I became a mother at 27 years old. I took to it. I was never a child who wanted to hold babies like many of my friends did. I was happy to see babies across the room, feeling no desire to take one in my arms, to try to talk to them, or to even take all that much interest in them. I honestly wasn’t sure how strong my maternal instinct would be, given that I didn’t ever babysit or have younger siblings, and in fact, the first diaper I ever changed in my life was the inaugural diaper that my firstborn dirtied.