Mother’s Day Wasn’t So Bad After All
Celebrating Mother’s Day After Two Losses
After months and months of dreading Mother’s Day with many tears shed at just the thought, the day finally arrived, and honestly, it turned out to be a very blessed day.
As promised, I am here to follow up with what I ended up doing on Mother’s Day.
I had anticipated a day of grieving and allowing myself to be sad.
On the eighth of May, I faced my first baby’s due date (lost at eight weeks pregnant). I remember losing that baby and realizing that I would have to face both a due date and Mother’s Day in the same month. I prayed to get pregnant with my second before then to ease the blow. I got pregnant at the end of March, but I lost that baby at a little over five weeks.
May was fast approaching, and with healing from my second miscarriage, I was going to have to face it with an empty womb and now two losses.
Thankfully, when Mother’s Day was only a few days away, I suddenly became flooded with peace. The dread slowly began to leave me. I was still unsure how I would feel on the actual day, but I was shocked at how good I was already feeling.
Maybe, Mother’s Day wouldn’t end up being a terribly sad day.
