Mother’s Day is almost here. It’s always one of those holidays that can be so anticipated, yet we know the day will generally not go as we expect or hope.

Infertility can put you in a dark place, and it can rear its ugly head when you least expect it. Mother’s Day should have been the perfect time to celebrate my own loving mother and wonderful mother-in-law, but living far away from family then had me feeling selfish.

 I have this thing for succulents right now, but I don’t have any in my home. So that is where it all started! I also wanted a cement planter, and I had found ways to make them, but they weren’t super easy and seemed to have lots of room for error, which, with my luck, is never a good idea!

Let's face it, normal life doesn’t stop just because it is Mother’s Day. Some everyday tasks still need finishing.  Sometimes my expectations of the day do not allow me to notice the small, wonderful things that my children do for me. And either I can focus on how bad I feel because I didn’t get what I expected, or I can see what is there.

It’s okay to cry.  It’s okay to be angry, to feel betrayed by your own body.  It’s okay to feel bitter when your friends share miraculous stories about getting pregnant on the first try.  It’s okay to sit quietly as one of your friends complains about their pregnancy, and then excuse yourself to go sob silently in the bathroom.