Mother's Day Sucks... it really does. I feel terrible thinking this, because Mr. D. and I both have amazing mothers, Grandmothers, friends and family members who are moms. We love the moms in our lives, and I hate that I am making this day, which should be all about how incredible they are, about me. The problem is, it's very hard to spend a whole day dedicated to the fact that I can't get pregnant. Now I know, it is supposed to be about honoring our mothers and recognizing how wonderful they are, but in all reality, when you can't have a baby, it's a whole day of reminding you that. Along with Mother's Day comes the inevitable questions of "When are you two going to have a baby?" At this point, I'm a question or two away from responding with "Well, we've been trying for two years and are struggling with infertility, but thanks for asking!"
When I was leaving Costco today, the nice lady who checks your receipt at the door (who is almost always there, and always very friendly) says to me "Happy Mother's Day!" and what did I do? I burst into tears and pushed that damn cart as fast as I could to my car. Why would someone think that it's okay to as someone a question like that? This is going to be a long week...
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