I see you.
I know you.
And this Mother’s Day—in a season of yearning and waiting for someone to call you Mom—my heart hurts for you.
Maybe it’s been a few weeks, or maybe you’ve been praying for a child of your own for years.
I’m not sure where you’re at in your journey to motherhood, but I want you to know you’re on my mind.
Perhaps you’re feeling a bit discouraged. Maybe you’re a little unsure about whether you’ve made the right decisions. Or perhaps you’re a little bitter at the unfair deck of cards thrown your way.
I want you to know I understand.
I’ve walked a similar road, one plagued with painful years of infertility followed by the uncertainty of waiting. I know firsthand that Mother’s Day can be hard. It can be painful because it’s a fresh reminder of what has broken your heart—what’s been missing in your life—for so long.
I want you to know it’s okay to be angry. It’s okay to be sad. And it’s okay to wonder when it’ll be your turn for the handmade macaroni necklaces and breakfasts in bed and bouquets of pretty flowers from a precious child who calls you Mom.
Remember, your waiting will end one day.
And I’m telling you, sweet momma-in-waiting…
The road to motherhood—however bumpy it has been for you—will be well worth the wait.