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As the entire universe knows, yesterday was Mother’s Day. It was the first one I didn’t feel that impending dread, reminding me of what I don’t have. While technically, I still don’t have a baby in my arms, at 24 weeks with a baby in my womb I felt as though it was partly my day too.
Yet, I still felt a slight indifference towards this day that celebrates mothers (usually in the most traditional sense) and seemingly excludes all other women. Though it wasn’t the painful day for me that it has been in past years, I still held onto that disdain for it. Perhaps I am just bristling against the conformity, or holding on to the disdain for my fellow infertile sisters, but it wasn’t a day that I basked in, as a mother-to-be. I didn’t update my Facebook picture to one of my mom and I, nor did I post a sappy message to my mom (we don’t have that kind of relationship anyways). I sort of just ignored it, besides the obligatory cards to my mom, my “special” aunt and my grandma.
I wanted to say something poignant and inclusive on Facebook but I couldn’t find the right words without coming off as harsh and bitter, especially since most of my Facebook friends don’t know that I’m pregnant, so I just left it alone. A friend of mine came up with the perfect words, so I’ll use them here to send love, and hope you all made the best of the day.
Happy Mothers Day to all the strong, generous, beautiful ladies out there. Those who have children, those soon-to-be mamas, those who are trying, those who have lost, the mother figures, the friends who help a new mom who is still figuring it out, the women who open their hearts and love others children as if they were there own – this day is for you.