I thought I was going to talk about Mother's Day and how sweet it is being a new mom and how much I enjoyed the day, blah, blah, blah. It was nice, my husband took us out for breakfast before I went to work. I got to leave work early. Lunch was taken care of, and I got to chat with some really great people at work and at home. It was bloody cold and windy (rainy too) but the weather didn't really dampen my spirits.
Then, as I'm putting my son to bed, I check Facebook as I sometimes do and I see a post my very good and close friend shared on her page. It comes from a blog called "notes from a hopeful world" go to
http://hopefulworld.org/blog/in-case-mothers-day-is-hard-for-you/ and search for the post called "In Case Mother's Day is Hard for You". I read the whole thing and tears came to my eyes for all those mom's-at-heart who aren't where they thought or hoped they would be. This post illustrates a lot of the fears I have and try not to let rule my life. My own mother could be illustrated in that blog as she did suffer a miscarriage among other events.
As a mom I know that I will do everything I can for my son, including what I think is best, and that may not always be what I thought I would do. There are scenarios that scare and sadden me to the point that I have to force my thoughts in happier directions so that I don't become overwhelmed by them.
A bittersweet Mother's Day to be sure.
My soggy cheerio? I am both thankful and fearful to be a mother.