My thoughts on mothers day

I bought myself a pair of anti-slip slippers today at SM Pampanga (following two consecutive accidents) and can't help but notice an especially elaborate and exaggerated number of mom-child posters at every shop, nook and corner.

Two days from now and the world will be celebrating all the mothers for, well, being mothers to their children. There will be sons and daughters who would commemorate the day by giving Mom a special gift, some will be cooking a well-thought of recipe, others carefully laid out plans to surprise Mom... The list is endless. Bottom line, I won't be one of them Moms.

Last Sunday, someone in church took pictures of all the moms and one of the ladies who, like me, is yet to be one whispered that she's planning not to attend worship service this coming Sunday because she will only feel left out. Apparently, it has become a tradition in church to celebrate Mothers' Day every year.

Question now is, how am I doing amidst all the fanfare and "mom advertisements" splashed everywhere around me? I probably will be shedding a few teardrops on Sunday but for now, I am enjoying the peace and quiet in my heart. I do long for motherhood and the very reason why I am working doubly hard is because I want to achieve that goal before I turn 35, but you know I'm just really grateful that the Lord has graciously given me good reasoning abilities to deal with such occasion.

Yes, I'm okay. I may be a bit jealous and there will surely be moments when I'd get 'that feeling', but I'll be fine. I refuse to get sucked into a vortex of emotions that would only prove to be useless, ya know. Instead of feeling like the world's biggest loser and letting the world cave in on me for having such a complex reproductive system, I'd rather celebrate with all the moms out there and just be happy for them. It's their day, after all, and it won't be fair to steal the scene and take the limelight away from them.