I start this blog with a deep breath and sniffles from having watched Unplanned. Even though I mention a title/story/movie about the inside of an abortion clinic, I don't want you to think this is leading to that. This is a deeper story in my pregnancy announcement and journey posts, and having seen the hard nature of seeing other peoples.
If you take a stroll through my 2017 social media, you would probably not realize I was pregnant that year, other than four photos: one from a pastors wife gathering in September, two at Halloween events, and the one from my baby shower in December. I actually feel like I took VERY few photos other than those even for non social media posting.
John and I got married in 2009. We had a plan: graduate college, get a puppy and potty train it, and then we would be ready to have a kid. We were sophomores in college when we got married and per advice of those around us felt like we wanted to take some years (maybe 3) to get to know each other as a married couple and we for sure wanted to graduate from college.
The problem came when those who got married after us started having babies. I was made to be a mama, and I felt it deep in my bones so I spent my days caring for other peoples babies. So each Mothers Day I sat in a pew at church holding back tears as they spoke about how amazing motherhood was and how we are called to be moms and IT SUCKED. I say sucked back tears, but as soon as service was over and we were in our car- the tears flowed. I was hurting. Each year the passed, it hurt more and the tears didn't hold back into the car- they flowed from the moment I woke. If you have read other blogs of mine, there is a story of the 2017 Mothers Day where I mourned the entire service, and day, then a short 5 days later ended up in a doctors office with some kidney issues that ended up being a positive pregnancy test.
So of course these feelings did not only appear on Mothers Day but they were exasperated on that day each year. I still struggle with organizations calling out mama specific events when they could just as easy make it a ladies event. I dislike mama specific marketing.
Be aware of your friends who are in waiting. Be aware of your friends who have suffered loss.
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