Last Mother’s Day, we’d just had a miscarriage, so I spent the day crying on a hike then crying into a Hummingbird Cake I decided to make for all of the women who weren’t Moms yet, but wanted to be, then eating the cake while crying. THIS Mother’s Day, I felt sort of inbetween, a bit There but Not Yet, so I spent the day remembering last year and feeling grateful, I spent the day thinking of and reaching out to all of the women I know who are still in the Shit, getting my toes that I can no longer touch without weird stomach displacement painted by Morrison; ended the day with a giant piece of carrot cake because I saw the words ‘carrot cake’ on Instagram and NEEDED IT SO BAD, ended my first Almost Mother’s day getting kicked in the bladder by a Miracle.