Sunday, May 8, 2016


guys, it's mothers day. and i want to take a second to celebrate the women in my life, but also to acknowledge the women who i know are hating today like crazy.

i'm sorry if your day is sucking.

i'm sorry if you made yourself go to church even though you really didn't want to deal with it.
(i skipped church on mothers day for 3 years, soo i think you're a saint if you went. and if you didn't, i say you still deserve a doughnut and at least 2 hours of uninterrupted netflix for getting through the day.)

i'm sorry if it feels like people don't get it. i'm sorry if you get annoyed with yourself because you don't want to feel happy for other people when you feel unhappy about yourself.

i'm sorry if you feel judged, or like people think you're being ungrateful. that's garbage.

i'm sorry if you feel bad at all- for whatever reason this day frustrates or saddens you. i just wanted you to hear that. read that. whatever.

if i could, i'd invite you over, tell you to bring your pjs and a healthy appetite, and we'd cozy up and watch anne of green gables, (or breaking bad- whatever floats your boat), order an impressive amount of takeout and not talk about anything you didn't want to talk about.

the thing is, you're probably quietly hating today. if you're like me, you just want to get through it. you don't want pity, or to snuggle, or to gain 45 pounds in one sitting. it's almost swimsuit season. i get that.

so i just wanted to give you a shout out. i know you're out there.
and i'm sorry if today is sucking.

someone mentioned this quote to me today, and i thought i'd just leave it right here-

To those who gave birth this year to their first child- we celebrate with you.

To those who lost a child this year- we mourn with you.

To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains- we appreciate you.

To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away- we mourn with you.

To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment- we walk with you.

To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms- we need you.

To those who have warm and close relationships with your children- we celebrate with you.

To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children- we sit with you.

To those who lost their mother this year- we grieve with you.

To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother- we hear you.

To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood- we are better for having you in our midst.

To those who are single and long to be married, and mothering your own children- we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be.

To those who step-parent- we walk with you on these complex paths.

To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren- yet that dream is not to be- we grieve with you.

To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year- we grieve and rejoice with you.

To those who placed children up for adoption- we commend you for your selflessness and remember how you hold that child in your heart. 

And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising, we anticipate with you.


ps- hey mom, you're the best mamma in the whole wide world, and i love you more than chocolate and ice cream and all the snow cones on the planet, and i'm so excited to hang out with you on the beach in just a few weeks!!!!!!! xooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo


  1. 'man... Music to my ears. Church was pretty much Horid for me! I wish one of the speakers would have said something about those who had a hard day yesterday'!!

  2. Lauren, I'm so sorry your sunday was lame. Mother's day can be brutal. Miss you. xo

  3. This used to bug me...i used to think it was so frustrating when we couldn't have sacrament talks about being a mom, or how I would have to be so careful not to say too much about the gift of motherhood and how being pregnant and birthing a child are the best things a woman could ever do...and other such things... Of course it's a sad situation, but couldn't they let me be happy and speak about my joy on these days?...I'm really not proud of my thoughts in these situations.

    Because last year I had my own loss, my own waiting game...and I truly feel so much more compassion and understanding for the hardship (most that are much longer and harder trials than I've had to face) women who struggle have had to endure. It was the hardest thing I've ever gone through, losing one of my own, I can't even imagine the longer harder road that causes so much pain for so many.

    I have a beautiful girl who calls me mom, and a little boy on the compassion for those who have lost, or are still waiting, is immeasurably more than it ever has been. I understand why it is hard to go to church on Mother's Day now. I understand why it is important to step lightly on the hearts of those women around me who struggle 100 more times than I ever have. I may not have wanted to learn the lesson the way I did, but I am truly grateful for it.

  4. I'm glad your experience gave you some empathy, Kirsten.


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