Today sucks. It is just that simple.
There have been a wave of BFPs in the infertility community lately and while I am thrilled for every single one of you I can’t but be reminded that I should be among those going for their first scans. I thought this would be my first Mother’s Day.
But enough about that crap because I’m making myself cry.
Instead I am going to focus on my own Mother. She is more than a mother to me, she is my best friend. She is someone I can call any time day or night and tell anything too. She comforts me in times of trouble and rejoices with me in times of triumph. Moving out-of-state from her was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do but still our relationship remains strong.
I’ve always said that I thought J and I would have a boy first, but lately I can not get the picture or idea of a little girl out of my mind. I think it is because as the oldest child and only daughter I have this idea that if I had a girl that maybe she and I could have the same relationship that I have with my mom. I couldn’t imagine anything that would make me happier.
So here is to my mom, my friend, my rock. I love her more than words can say.
Hopefully next Mother’s Day will have a much happier ending.