Bursting Cysts for Mother's Day... anyone? Anyone? Such Fun!

We've had a lot going on in our world in recent days. More about that to come in future posts.

Yesterday however, being Mother's Day, (aka, the day that infertiles around the world probably dread the most), I had some things of my own to do and focus on.

As usual, I went to church yesterday morning; the choir had a lovely anthem to sing and it went off beautifully. We even got a loud round of applause (which is acceptable at our church, but doesn't always occur) for our efforts. It was really nice and I think our director did a beautiful job with it.

For my own mom, a couple of weeks ago, I went online and ordered a 50-page photo book of pictures of (mostly) her and Petite. There were some extra shots thrown in for good measure; Petite's first photos with family members on Mom's side of the family in particular. Anyway, the book came back this week and I wrapped it and gave it to her for Mother's Day. "To Nana, with love," was the title. I think Nana liked it!

Yesterday afternoon, Mom and I went shopping. We had planned to spend our day chillin' on our back patio, but it was a little too cool for that. Oh well. We went shopping instead and Mom spent some money on me (and Petite), for which I was grateful.

But late in the afternoon, we were getting things together for dinner and all of a sudden, the pain in my right ovary became unbearable. I thought for a moment I was going to pass out! It was just excruciating. I doubled over in pain and just tried to breathe through it. Terrible stuff. The pain went on like that in waves for about 20 or 30 minutes. I haven't had pain like that in years!

But I am keeping my fingers crossed that my suspicions are right: if it was what I think, then that pain would have meant that my ovarian cyst has burst and (with a little luck) we won't have to deal with it in the upcoming IVF. And THAT would be amazing. We'll know more in the coming month or two when we start up a cycle and I get wanded to check the status of the cyst. But if my hunch is correct, there's no longer a cyst there to worry about. :) I have to find a sliver of hope somewhere!

Whether you focus on your own mother, a mother-in-law, a stepmother, an aunt, a great-aunt, sisters, friends, etc.; whether you are a mother and have a baby at home, a mother of a baby-waiting-in-heaven, a mother in your hopes and dreams, a motherly figure to children (or adults) in your life, or whether you try not to focus on the day at all, I hope that Sunday, May 8 was a beautiful day for you and that you spent it in the company of people that you love and that love you.