Mother’s Day is not my favorite day. Ray and I have been married for 7 years. Next month I will turn 30. This whole becoming a mother thing was not supposed to be so difficult. You come off birth control and voila- your pregnant. Not so much for us. I had a little melt down. I was supposed to be a mother by 30 but instead I am waiting ever so patiently (not really) for my 30th birthday to arrive so that my paperwork can go to China. So that I can ask about profiles and look at pictures again.
A friend at work told me that her music minister was especially sensitive to this very important group of women on Mother’s Day. He and his wife had had lots of trials with pregnancy (multiple miscarriages) before becoming parents. He recounted to the congregation the many Mother’s Days that were tear filled and full of grief. He sent out a special prayer and call for prayer for all of those that Mother’s Day was hard for. That is what I want this post to reflect.
I love my mother and my sisters who are mothers. I love the fact that I WILL be a mother someday. All I know is that for right now- my arms are empty and my heart aches. Please pray for and remember all of us women whom Mother’s Day is difficult for.