Saturday, May 10, 2014

On Mother's Day...

This was first posted in May of 2012. It still holds true, and I thought it was worth the repost...

This used to be a day that I hated more than anything...This was the day that depression used to set in, because the next day would be Mother's day. A day to celebrate everything that I was not.

I skipped church the next day just to avoid it, feeling that churches tend to forget those women who are not mothers because of loss...maybe they have lost their little one, or have even lost the ability to have a little one...maybe they have lost their mother...maybe they were a first mother, who's child is being raised by someone else. I used to cringe at the thought of hearing the pastor invite all the moms to stand and be recognized.


I remember being so excited when we got our referral for little M. I remember thinking, with relief, that this would change everything...that I would never dread Mother's day again. I was so naive.
I never imagined that despite my happiness over being a mother to the precious girl that little M is, I would still struggle on this day.


Despite that fact that I am happy to be a mother, at the cost of my happiness, there are women who long to know the little ones I am holding so tightly.
Despite the fact that I have spent years "waiting for two," I cannot raise my hand in the who's pregnancy was the longest? contest.


Almost four years ago, I became a mother, and I will be celebrating that joyfully with my family tomorrow, but I will also be thinking with a prayerful and heavy heart of those that are not.

Please know that if this day is a hard one for you, if you are one who has to remain seated, that you are not alone.
Many of us have been there...we have walked this painful road before you, and we hurt with you.

Know that the One who cared for Sarah...for Hannah...for Michal...for Rachel...for Elizabeth...for Me...
Will care for you as well.



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