I took a quick glance down my row to painstakingly become aware that I would be the only woman of childbearing age, not standing. Another quick glance behind me, as well as in front of me, I determined the same. With my head held down and my fingers white-knuckled and intertwined, I braced myself for… Continue reading Why I Choose To Sit on Mother’s Day
Hey, there sweet Mama, I know we have never met. You don't know anything about me, and I probably know little to nothing about you. But if you are a mother, Mother's Day is most likely a time of celebration for you. You wake up to burnt toast ready for you to eat in bed.… Continue reading From the Heart of an Infertile: An Open Letter to Other Mom’s on Mother’s Day
I know that soon, your alarm will go off, your eyes will slowly begin to open, and as you roll over to see the sun peeking through the curtains, you will remember. It's Sunday. It's Mother's Day. It's a day that many have been anticipating. Even planning. But you? This is the day that you… Continue reading I Know You Hurt This Mother’s Day: A Message to the One Desiring to Be Called Mommy
