Dear You don't think you count, Mama,
First let me wish you a Happy Mother's Day. Because indeed, you do count. You are a mother.
You know what it is to sacrifice everything for your child that you do not even have yet. You know how to sacrifice financially, emotionally, and even spiritually. You've sacrificed your body with large bore needles and drugs that cause bizarre side effects. You've sacrificed your dignity with every other day transvaginal ultrasounds. You've sacrificed your sanity, because when everything is telling you it won't work, you have to try one.more.time. And you know grief like no other. You've grieved month after month for the child that will not be. You've grieved the 2nd pink line that faded too quickly. You've grieved the baby whose heart remained quiet. You've given birth to a sleeping angel. Or you've lost your baby way too soon. Yes, Mama, you've got grief covered better than most mothers.
You are nailing all the most difficult parts of motherhood, and yet have not received a single reward. No tiny hand has gripped your finger. No beady eyes have stared back at you. No tiny lips have curled into that oh, so sweet smile. No little bellies have quivered with baby giggles at your provoking. You are not even awarded for the amazing amount of fortitude you demonstrate when you get out of bed each morning. Yet you do and you keep going. And for that you deserve mother of the year!
I had a hard time accepting that I counted as a Mama before I had a living child. But I tell you, the 5.5 years it took to get here are way harder than anything I've faced being Matt's Mama. Even the witching hour when I cannot do anything to soothe Matthew is not nearly so hard as getting out of bed the day after you find out your last treatment cycle did not work. Yet people are eager to wish me a Happy Mother's Day now. With Matt, I know we'll live through the night and wake up to a smiling, cooing baby. With fertility treatments there is so much investment with no guarantee of anything.
And yet, no one dares wish you a Happy Mother's Day. Well, I do. I wish you a Happy Mother's Day and pray that your healthy little one finds its way to you very soon. I honor your journeys and think about you every single day, not just on Mother's Day.
So again, Happy Mother's Day to you, for you have given of yourself more than most parenting mothers. I send my love and strength as you continue on with the spirit cancer that is infertility. Battle on my friend.
Peace, Love, and Remembering ALL the Mothers,