05/04/2026
We will always say Emma’s name. She is a part of our every being. And we miss her terribly 💜
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Today is a weird day. It's International Bereaved Mother's Day.
A day meant to create awareness, honor those of us with a child on the other side, and validate the grief that we carry every day.
But, I've always had a weird relationship with this day.
First, I never knew it existed until my own child died.
In those early years, I hated this day! It felt like one more thing I had to endure and find a way through. Like two Mother's Days back-to-back, which felt like torture.
If I'm honest, I'm indifferent about this day now - 10 years in.
We don't need a day to talk about our kids or our grief.
We don't need the burden of reminding or educating others.
We don't need a day to hold our grief and motherhood sacred.
We can do all of those things every single day!
Yet, today exists. And because it exists, we get to decide exactly how we want to engage with it.
Maybe for you, today is a quiet day of survival.
Maybe it’s a day of loud, proud remembrance.
Maybe you’re feeling a bit of both, or nothing much at all.
There is no "right" way to be a bereaved mother today. You don't owe this day anything.
But if you find yourself wanting a space to speak their name or show their face, I’d love to hold that space with you here.
If you feel like sharing, I’d love to see a photo of your child in the comments, and if you’re up for it, tell us one thing about how you’re navigating the "weirdness" of today.
Have a Bereaved Mother's Day. However that looks for you. ❤
