Facebook was the most important thing in my life.
I was a senior at a school for gifted and talented children and was studying abroad when my life changed forever.
I had never been more excited to be a mom.
The only problem was, I was leaving my job.
As I drove home from the grocery store, I stopped at a traffic light and stopped at my car to find a police officer.
He asked me, “Are you the mother of a stolen car?”
As a child of the 1970s, I thought this was crazy.
I didn’t understand why anyone would want to steal a car, but I knew something was wrong.
The police officer was a police chief.
The chief had a very long, black hair and a mustache that was almost entirely shaved.
I looked at him and said, “Yes, I am the mother.”
When I finally pulled over, he started to talk about what he was doing to my daughter.
He told me that he was going to give her back to me.
My first reaction was to say, “You’re not a dad!”
But then I thought, Maybe this is just the start of something bigger.
After I returned home, I got my daughter back.
She was 6 years old.
I don’t know what I was thinking, but after that I knew I wanted to do something about it.
After that, I took the plunge.
I started researching everything I could about parenting.
I read books like The Three Mothers by Peggy Noonan and The Joy of Parenting by Helen Fisher.
I watched videos like My Baby, My Child by Paula Deen and The Three Parents by Helen, Nancy and Mark.
I studied what had been happening in my own family and my friends’ families.
I went back to work and I found that the only thing I could do to change things was to speak out.
I made a Facebook page called, “We Are Not Alone.”
I created an entire section called “How I Stopped Being a Mom.”
The section has more than 100,000 members.
At first, I didn