From the Heart of an Infertile: A Letter to Mama’s on Mother’s Day

As I get ready for Mother’s Day, I was reminded of Elisha’s post from a kind friend. I read her post last year, and it made me cry then-as it still does today. I wanted to share it with y’all because she says what I can’t. Feel free to share her post with everyone and follow her at Waiting for Baby Bird.

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From the Heart of an Infertile

Hey there sweet Mama,

I know we have never met.  You don’t know much about me unless you have read my “about me” section, and honestly, I probably know little to nothing about you.  But if you are a mother,  I’m going to guess that Mother’s Day is a time of celebration for you. You wake up to burnt toast ready for you to eat in bed. There are flowers picked from the yard lying next to your pillow. You open gifts handcrafted with love and read cards made by tiny hands and broken crayons. It’s a great day for you!  As it should be!  You should be celebrated for all the sacrifices you make for your family. You should be recognized and applauded for all of your hard work.  Because being a mother? It’s not easy or always fun.

But in the midst of your celebration this Sunday, can…

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