Mother’s Day is a beautiful day – but we need to remember those that are not celebrating, rather hurting.
My grandmother passed away in November, and she lived right down the street from my mom. They spent every day together. She helped raise me and all of her grandchildren while my mom and her sister were working. She was my daughters best friend when I was in the hospital on my deathbed. This was our first Mother’s Day without her.
When I had my daughter, I had a very rare condition and was living in a small town. I’m a city girl but my ex husband moved us to a college town and I was shook. There were few doctors, and once negligence was conducted no doctor would touch me. I was given 3 days to live after going septic and having my uterus sewn to my colon. In a final attempt to save my life I was flown back to Dallas and the only way for me to survive was an emergency hysterectomy, 3 months after the birth of my first child. I will never have a chance to conceive again because I have no womb.
So while I celebrate and thank the Lord, I still weep knowing I am barren.
Many women don’t get the chance to have a child, suffer from infertility, or like myself have had to tragically undergo a hysterectomy for reasons such as PCOS, ovarian cancer, and other female health concerns.
Where ever you are, whatever your circumstances, prayer is on my mind and heavy on my heart. There is always hope and miracles DO happen. To the Angel baby mamas, Happy Mother’s Day to you. You’re still a mother and you will meet again. I love you all. Happy Mother’s Day
(A photo from after I had my emergency hysterectomy – malpractice that cost my uterus)
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