****warning, this post may offend you****
Today I want to write about something that is sensitive. I try to be careful about what I post, what I say, and how I say it. I had a miscarriage in October. My baby was due this week. I was supposed to be a mother this month. The miscarriage that I had was hard on me. This was the third one in a year, but I was farther along with this one than with the others. Emotionally I was drained. I felt like a failure. I felt that there was something I had done to cause it. Mother's Day has been a struggle for me, but this year, I have been dreading it. I don't want to hear the comments like"you are not a mother, so celebrate everyone who is and deal with it". I don't think that is an appropriate to say something like that to anyone. It is not my choice to not be a mother, it is the card that I have been dealt. I yearn to be a mother. I ache to fulfil my divine purpose on this earth, but it is not going to happen. As I have said in previous posts, adoption, IVF, and surrogacy are out of the question because of the financial aspect involved. I have pets, but they can't tell me that they love me. They can't give me homemade gifts on Mother's Day to show that they appreciate all that I do for them. They can't make me breakfast in bed (and I really don't want them to try). It is not fair to tell someone that can't have children that they can't be celebrated on Mother's Day because they are not a mother. I am tired of being told that I can't have that. As the years go by and I suffer through the realization that I have failed in my mission here on earth, I have come to the opinion that Mother's Day should be a day to celebrate the women in your home. To show appreciation for what they do. I have been the primary source of income, the maid, the cook, the vet, the lover, the wife, the backbone for my husband; but on Mother's Day I am told to step aside for the ones who were able to give birth.
Dont' get me wrong.....I LOVE MY MOTHER, I LOVE MY MOTHER-IN-LAW, MY GRANDMOTHERS, MY AUNTS, AND MY SISTERS. I show them on Mother's Day. I give them cards, gifts, etc....; but this year is different. I feel like something was taken from me and I will never get it back. Mother's Day is a reminder of that. So, this year, if I seem a little distant, lacking enthusiasm, or just plain grumpy, you will know why. It is because the thing that I have wanted since I was a little girl, the thing that was promised to me in the pre-existence will not be granted to me in this life. I am bitter. I am sad. And most of all, I cannot get over the disappointment that I feel because of it.
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