Mother’s Day is Bittersweet

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Categories Emotion, Grief, Mommy Issues

I originally posted this on my blog three years ago.  As I’ve been seeing Facebook posts for the last few days, many of my friends wishing their moms a Happy Mother’s Day, I am filled with my now-usual “bittersweet” feelings…

My mom died 12 years ago, when I was 22. Her death followed an illness of several years. While it wasn’t altogether unexpected, losing my mom was still the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to deal with.

Four or five years ago, if you’d asked me if things had gotten easier with the passage of time, I would have said yes. Of course the first few days and weeks were excruciating, and the first year was very difficult…but over time, although I always missed her terribly, my heart began to heal.

When our girls were born, of course I experienced a plethora of emotions, as any new mom surely does. What I didn’t know to expect, though, was how my heart would almost physically ache at times for my own mother.

I hurt for three generations of women…

…my mom, who will never hold her grandchildren, or see her daughter as she once was herself…

…my girls, who will never know their grandmother, will never hear her laugh or sit in her lap and hear stories about their own mom…

…and for me.

Not a day goes by that I don’t wish I could share their silly anecdotes with her, knowing they would be the light of her life…or that I don’t wish I could ask her advice, or know what I did at their age.

And so, for that reason, Mother’s Day is bittersweet.

It’s definitely more sweet than bitter…as I have my precious babies to hold, and through whom I can occasionally glimpse my own mom…but what I wouldn’t give to be able to share it with her here on earth.


I write this post not to garner sympathy, but as what I hope will be a tiny reminder to cherish those important in our lives.

And, just as important, I write this as a reminder to take care of ourselves. For the sake of our own sons and daughters, we must put ourselves on the priority list.

I’m eating (mostly) right and exercising (mostly) regularly, and I’m taking time to schedule annual doctor visits…

…as I hope that when my girls are my age, when they will likely have families of their own, that Mother’s Day will be nothing but sweet for them.



Wishing a wonderful Mother’s Day to all the women in my life, past and present.  I am so thankful to share in this journey with some amazing friends.

MandyE is mom to five-year old fraternal twin girls.  She blogs about their adventures, and her journey through motherhood, at Twin Trials and Triumphs.

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MandyE is the mother of 4 ½-year old fraternal twin girls, Baby A and Baby B. (And yes, their names actually start with the letters A and B!) She worked in the marketing field for nine years before her girls were born, but these days she’s relishing the opportunity to be a SAHM, which she plans to continue until the girls start kindergarten. MandyE has been blogging at Twin Trials and Triumphs since her girls were a year old. Between her blog and her local Mothers of Multiples group, she considers the multiples community a huge part of her support system.

4 thoughts on “Mother’s Day is Bittersweet”

  1. I share your sentiments Mandy. Until I had my twins, mothers’ day was just a bitter reminder of what I had lost. Having my twins put some sweetness into that day for me.

  2. I completely identify with this, having lost my Mum to cancer when I was 23, 12 years ago. It’s a good to know I’m not the only one wrestling with these bittersweet emotions (I also lost my mother-in-law to cancer 6 years ago so it feels like my twins and doubly missing out on the Grandma front). The bit I’ve struggled with is the looking after myself bit- I’ve recently been diagnosed with PND, 14 months after the twins were born) but at least I’m now getting some help. Wish I’d seen this post earlier!

  3. I, too, lost my mother the year before I got married. I often imagine her as the doting grandmother to my children. Sometimes when I am wondering the answer to a parenting question, for a split second I think to call my mom to ask it but then suddenly realize that I can’t. It is a huge loss.

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