Mother's Day malaise
Mother's Day just passed, and while I am happy for all the moms that got flowers, or brunch or what have you it is, for me, a painful day, that can set off a depression and I generally just pray that it passes quickly. Only one person wished me a happy Mother's Day, my sister, and it's a toss up really...I am hurt and angry that no one said anything to me, but if they had I will admit I would have been defensive and upset if they had too. The truth is I was a mother to be for a baby that wasn't to be. I delivered a corpse that day 3 years ago, Isabella never took a breath of the worlds air, never cried, laughed, cough or did anything outside of my womb, which is what attacked her and killed the only child I seem likely to ever have. However I also was an "other mother" for 10 years to my godsons, so while I feel unworthy biologically to claim a right to Mother's Day as a back up or assistant parental figure I think I earned the right. The truth is ...