It's no surprise that most of us infertiles have issues with certain holidays, and some are much harder than others. For me, Mother's Day is an off-the-charts stinker of a day.
In our multi-media centered world, I can't turn on the TV without seeing a commercial for flowers, jewelry or cards for Mom; email promotions are touting sales for gifts for moms; and even the Twittersphere is getting into the act. Facebook is safe...for now, but that will change this weekend. We might want to go dark on Facebook on Sunday to save ourselves from seeing all of the happy messages for moms.
And, I know that if I go to the grocery or pharmacy, I am sure to be met with "Happy Mother's Day" from well-intentioned clerks. It's happened before and they feel like barbs instead of good wishes.
It's a double-edged sword; on one hand, I want to celebrate the mothers in my life: my mom, sister, grandmother, aunts, and friends. But, on the other, it's just another very blantant reminder of the fact that I won't be getting a crayon-drawn card or burnt pancakes (that is, unless my dogs and cats surprise me this year).
I already have a plan to combat my emotions of that day, which is sure to be tough. I'm going horseback riding.