On Mother's Day in 2012 I thought I'd be a mom by the next Mother's Day in 2013, but I wasn't. Then came Mother's Day in 2014 and now in 2015. With each one that passes, Mother's Day gets harder. It has become more and more painful to tell 10 nice men, handing out muffins at church, that you're not a mom. It happens over and over because I look old enough to be a mom, I'm sitting around moms and I don't have a muffin. No one means for that to be painful, but it is. It's painful to be the only without a muffin, but that's mostly because I love food. Every year I just want to pretend for a huge double chocolate or coffee cake muffin. :) I've been pretty tempted. This year I just can't do it. I can't say no thank you over and over again. It's another one of those reminders.
I contemplated writing this post after tomorrow was over. I cringe at mothers reading this post because I actually have seen so many Facebook posts this week drawing attention to non-moms who want to be moms. I've seen a handful of Facebook posts about women who don't have their mom here to celebrate with. In one of my earlier posts, I said that the grief of infertility is a silent struggle, but I would say around Mother's Day is the one time it seems loud. And that makes me sad. Moms should celebrate and moms should be celebrated. Moms work hard. They deserve a lot!
Here are two good links I've read this week.
http://www.scissortailsilk.com/2015/05/08/the-hardest-day-of-the-year/
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