Last year's Mother's Day was one of the hardest days of my life emotionally. I had just found out the month before what I had feared all along; that the chances of me being able to get pregnant with the assistance of fertility treatments/medication were very slim. I had already done one round of fertility medication that didn't work and my thoughts and emotions were all over the place. Not just because the medication threw my hormones completely out of whack, but because infertility, no matter what stage you find yourself in, is extremely emotion filled trial. To sum up my feelings- I felt embarrassed, guilty, broken, and worried. Being around kids, babies, and pregnant ladies sucked- and a day that celebrated all those things, things that I thought I may never have, was like torture. I remember sitting in the bathroom on Mother's Day morning last year and just crying- quietly, or course, so Nathan wouldn't hear- and later telling Nathan that there was no way I was going to church that day. I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it.
So, I first wanted to post today, recognizing those whose hearts might be breaking; to all the women on their journey to motherhood- especially those whose road to get there is a lot bumpier than they expected; to all the women grieving the loss of a child; and to all the women who haven't yet had the opportunity to start a family- my thoughts and prayers are with you all today. I hope for all of you today, that you can feel a sense of hope and peace and that you try your hardest not to lose faith.