Mother’s Day is a beautiful day to celebrate our mothers and all they do for us. I know I will be thinking about my own mother on Sunday and remembering all she has done for me over the years of my life. It goes beyond just the years she raised me. The support and love my mom has given me in these recent years that have been some of the most difficult years of my life, has shown me how a mother’s love and care never ends. She has prayed with me, celebrated with me and grieved with me. I feel so blessed to have this amazing woman as my mother and I wanted to begin this post by saying a special thank you to her. Thank you Mom for being all that you are. I love you more than I can ever express in words.

However, this day is more than a just a day to celebrate my Mom. For me, it’s also about my own journey into motherhood. It’s a day to remember my son and each of my babies in Heaven. The memories are beautiful, but also incredibly painful. It’s a reminder of what could have been. Every year, since I lost my son, and with each year and each loss since then, Mother’s Day has become a reminder of what I don’t have. How do you celebrate being a mother when your child isn’t with you? And what about the other unacknowledged mother’s? What about those of us who lost our babies too soon? Or have tried for years to become mothers and still have empty arms? Who celebrates these mothers?

In the past week, several of my fellow bloggers have posted about dreading Sunday. They dread it because they have to spend the day with their families and friend’s and celebrate the mothers they know while being overlooked as mothers themselves, or because of looming would-have-been due dates and/or failed fertility treatments and/or canceled cycles, or church services where all the mothers are asked to stand up and be acknowledge while so many silent mothers in waiting remain seated and feel the pain of their emptiness.

As I face another Mother’s Day without my son and without my other angels in heaven, I feel my loss even more. And although I’m pregnant again, it doesn’t take away the pain and dread I feel for this upcoming Sunday. Perhaps I’ll feel differently next year if all goes well with this new pregnancy. I hope so, but I know it won’t make me miss my lost children any less. So on this day, I wanted to share a couple of posts that really summed up what Mother’s Day means to us, the unacknowledged Mothers…

1. This first post was posted by Awaiting Autumn

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Click here to read Awaiting Autumn’s post: (In)fertility & motherhood: a cycle of emotion

2. The second post is by Waiting for Baby Bird

Click here to read Waiting for Baby Bird’s post: Mother’s Day While Infertile