A seemingly sweet holiday.
One to honor the women who birthed, raised, supported us in our lives.
If only it was that simple.
Mother's day is a holiday that I have such mixed emotions about.
For many of us, the ones who have suffered or are still suffering from infertility, it is a holiday filled with aching.
I've felt that ache, the wanting of a baby to hold on Mother's day. If that's where you are this year, please know that I will be thinking about you, holding you close in my thoughts, understanding what a tough day it is to endure.
Mother's day, to me, is also hard for an entirely different reason.
I hate enduring the endless stream of commercials reminding me to buy the perfect card, flowers and candy for my Mom.
I get angry when I walk past the displays of cards in the stores.
I want to shout out, "Stop pressuring me, I wish I had to worry about buying the right card!"
Instead, I just put my head down and walk on by.
It's been seven years since my Mom lost her battle to ovarian cancer.
I miss her everyday, but there are 2 days in the year where I can't help but have a good cry.
Mother's day is one of them.
She never had a chance to hold my babies.
She never had a chance to give me tips on how to raise them.
She never had a chance to sing them lullabies.
I might be a thirty-something year old woman with my own family now....but sometimes all you want is your mom.