Mother’s Day: Here It Is Again

Mother’s Day used to hurt my heart.

Over three years and two kids later … it still kinda does.

Mother’s Day hurts my heart because I remember. I remember how it felt to wake up on that dreadful morning, knowing I needed to paste on a smile and go to church. I would try to view it as a day to honor my own mom, and grandma, and mother-in-law, but deep down, it just flat out hurt.

It still kinda hurts because, as God is a God who works all things for good and continues to place women in my life who are battling the often all-too-silent battle of infertility, I am connected with a handful of women right now who desperately desire to be mothers and for whatever variety of circumstances, are not yet.


Keep on hoping, future mothers

It hurts, to see mothers become mothers when they didn’t plan to be, when you’ve been trying and praying and hoping and wishing for months or years.

It hurts, to hear mothers complain about their children when you so desperately wish you could have the honor of wiping noses, folding onesies, and discovering Cheerios in your laptop bag.

It hurts, to hear the well-intentioned but never-enough words of friends who just want to make your pain go away … but can’t.

It hurts. Sadly, Mother’s Day hurts. And while I am now blessed beyond belief to be the mother to two beautiful, gorgeous, runny-nosed, Cheerio eating, onesie staining little goofs, I promise I will never forget. I will never forget how much Mother’s Day can and does hurt.

So to those of you future mothers who dread Sunday morning, be at peace. It’s okay to hurt, and it’s okay to dislike Mother’s Day. Don’t let the guilt over power you; don’t let others tell you to get over it. Take it from someone who has been there … it’s okay. Rest in the hope of the Lord–and look forward to Monday.

About kristinlindeen

I am Kristin. I am Erik's wife. I am Joshua, Rebecca, and Andrew's mom. I am known nationally as the "QBQ! Daughter" and keynote on Personal Accountability and the QBQ. I am certified in Myers Briggs and am passionate about helping people understand themselves and others better. I am John and Karen's daughter. I am sister to many, mentor to some, friend to others. Most defining, I am Christ's daughter, adopted by God--rescued and saved by grace. And almost every single day, I need to be reminded of that truth. Come say "hi" at and of course, browse the blog! I'd love to hear from you, so comment away!
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5 Responses to Mother’s Day: Here It Is Again

  1. Reblogged this on Glimpses of Me: Choosing Motherhood and commented:

    In honor of the approaching Mother’s Day and all those women who yearn to be mothers….

  2. Kristen says:

    This post was so good for my heart to read this Monday morning. I have avoided reading blogs the past few days because some of them just hurt. It is funny, because as I am excited for my friends, family, etc, it is like people can’t remember the hurt that they had previous to mother’s day. So thank you for sharing. Thank you for this post. I pray that next year Mother’s day might be different for me, but I surely won’t forget the women in my position right now. Have a great day!

  3. Stephanie Lyle says:

    I haven’t decided how I feel about Mother’s day this year. Last year at this time we found out we were loosing our little one and this year Baby Lyle is 9 weeks away from arriving, so I feel that celebrating Mother’s day is premature incase something goes wrong. I have been wrestling with these thoughts for a couple days now and in the mail today I received a Mother’s Day card from my church, so I guess God is giving me the outward sign I have been looking for 🙂 Enjoy your Mother’s day and all the other days you get to spend with your precious little ones!

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