Ever since I was a little girl, I dreamed of having a big family. I used to take care of my stuffed animals as if they were my own children, eagerly anticipating the day I would become a real mother. I imagined a life filled with laughter and love, without a hint of fatigue or stress. My dream was to live in a quaint, cozy house with a garden, watched over by a friendly dog. But reality hit hard with a crumbling house and a challenging child, slowly wearing me down.