My Mother's Day was...

...not so bad. I think because I 1) decided to take a new perspective on it, feeling like I deserved to be celebrated and 2) made it really clear to my husband that I felt that way, that the day wasn't so bad.

Granted, I didn't feel like going to church, even though my church would have been very sensitive about it. And I got irked seeing other pregnant women and all the hoopla around Mom's at the ballpark, but that's ok...

B got me the best card - from our dog, but also from him. He wrote until we have a pooping, crying baby, know that nobody loves you more than [our dog] and me. You're the best mother-in-waiting & I love you. Isn't that the sweetest?

And unexpectedly, my best friend sent me an e-card that said Happy Special Day to the wonderful mom of my future nieces and/or nephews!!! They are worth the work, I just know it! We are praying for you both, dear. With all my love, Aunt J :) I just LOVED it!

Both of those acts made me feel so incredibly special and helped to keep the hurt at bay. I've enjoyed how some of you have written nice things like this so I thought I'd share too. We all know how hard yesterday was...