Mother's Day

I'm not gonna lie, I was really hoping that S would do something for me on Mother's Day. However, I started to feel like that probably wouldn't happen when he made a comment on more than one occasion that I was not a mother yet. I know he was joking when he said it, but it really hurt me. I disagree with anyone that says Mother's Day is to honor those with living children. I felt like a mother the first time I got a positive test, which is why I was so devastated when I miscarried a week later. I was only pregnant for like a minute, but in that time I loved my baby and was doing everything I could to protect him. Isn't that what a mother is? I think I loved that baby in the week I was pregnant than some parents do their entire child's life. And I feel the same way about little Patches growing inside of me. I love her so much and do everything I can to keep her healthy and happy. I also see S as a father already...especially when he gives Patches little pearls of wisdom when he says goodnight....but I'll save that for another post :)

So anyway, even though I thought it was unlikely, S thought of me on Mother's Day. He gave me a beautiful bouquet of purple flowers (the color he gave me on our very first date) as well as two cards. Well technically only one card was from S. The other card was from Patches and had a lovely note written inside that made me cry. It was the perfect Mother's Day.