One cold December morning you lay there trembling, far away, in an orphanage with no one to love. The only thing you wished for was a mother.You started to cry but nobody picked you up.Then you heard footsteps nearby, you had a little hope but soon the sound disappeared. Sadly, the happiest moment for you every day was when you got fed but today someone picked you up and carried you to a room that you had never been in. It was filled with babies, and strange people that you had never seen before. The strange people looked different. The lady that picked you up, you knew very well and you hoped for a hug but instead she gave you to one of the strange people. It looked like a lady, it was. You started to cry when I held you in my arms, but you stopped when I said, "daughter". You smiled for the first time because you knew what I was, a mother.