Mother’s Day is a happy day to celebrate and acknowledge all the mothers in our lives. Where it can be a celebration for some, it can be a day of sadness and grief for others. This post is for you and I want you to know I see you.
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Mother’s Day, I see you!
I’ll never forget the Mother’s day after my failed IVF transfer. All I could think was how I should have been pregnant and all I wanted was to be a mom. I had to turn my phone off that day and avoid social media. It was too painful. My heart goes out to all those women who are struggling with infertility and still on their journey to becoming a mother. I see you.
To my fellow single moms my heart goes out to you as well. Some of you might not have a person that will bring you breakfast in bed or take your kids for the day so you can get a break. It can actually just be another reminder of how alone we feel and bring up the pain of all the struggles that come with being a single parent.
I have been lucky to live with my parents who make Mother’s Day special for me. Next year I will be alone and I know it will be really hard. Where other moms get that special day it will just be another normal day for me. My heart goes out to all the single moms, I see you.
Mother’s day can be extremely hard for those who have lost a child or lost a mother. Mother’s Day is just a reminder of the people we have lost, which comes with a lot of grief and sadness. I see you.
There are a lot of women who have yearned to be a mother their whole lives and haven’t had the opportunity yet. I can only imagine how hard today might be for them. They put on a happy face and try to be the “mother figure” to their niece and nephews, but deep down feel pain and sadness. I see you.
I don’t want to takeaway from such a beautiful day because all moms deserve credit and the right to be celebrated. I just wanted to remind others that today can be hard for some. All I ask is that you reach out to those who might struggle on a day like today and let them know you are thinking of them. I want you to know I see you and I am thinking of you!
Stories of Strong Mothers (read below)
I started Coco’s Caravan community to share people’s stories so others don’t feel alone. We are never along during our hard times. These are some strong mothers I wanted to highlight and re share their stories. Read below!
I got sick in Fall 2005. In a matter of weeks I’d become so weak I could hardly get out of bed. I was diagnosed with Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome, which basically means my heart can’t keep up with me. There is no cure. Suddenly every single dream I’d had for my life was gone. Continue reading HERE
Thirty years ago I was born with cystic fibrosis. Doctor’s told my parents I’d be lucky if I lived to eighteen. They mourned and grieved, then reset their focus on “living fully and not focusing on the life expectancy.”
It was a rocky road. There were many hospitalizations and ups and downs. Myself nor our baby should have survived some of those instances, but we continued to conquer and live past each hardship. At 37 weeks 2 days, I was experiencing hemoptysis – coughing up blood from the lungs. It was determined for me to be induced the next day. Continue reading HERE
We sat in the small exam room and the doctor sat across from me and very quickly and plainly told me “you have leukemia.” Nothing was wrong with the baby, but something was very wrong with my body, my blood. Immediately we were rushed off to the hospital. Continue reading HERE
Unfortunately, just a few hours later he was gone. He passed away on Friday, June 8th, 2018. I spent his last moments with him telling him our son loved him and I loved him. I promised to tell our baby all about his daddy.
I was induced. Our son, Maxley Russell Ferguson, was born June 12th 2018 at 11:56am. Maxley was named after his paternal grandfather. Maxley was 2lbs 4oz and came out breathing on his own. He was in the NICU for 99 days in the hospital before coming home on September 19. We waited to do the funeral in July so that I could be apart of it. Continue reading here
My doctor, my husband, and I sat down to discuss our options. I could have laser ablation surgery, which would be an attempt to save both babies. Or we could choose to terminate one baby in hopes of saving the other one. My doctor was ready to perform the procedure that day, but making such a significant decision quickly seemed overwhelming and impossible to me. Termination was not an option for us. I just couldn’t even believe what we were hearing from our doctor. After everything we had already been through I did not understand how this was happening to us. Continue reading HERE