Perfect Moment Monday

First of all, I owe you all apologies for not being back for so long. But it's the same old, same old...work! work! work! My internet is back to normal and I'm connected to the world once again. Yay! I've been navigating the land of twitter (as Mel would put it) these last few weeks spreading the word of my Association around, trying to reach other people, other communities. And this is where my Perfect Moment comes in...

It was Mother's Day here in Portugal yesterday. Not an easy day for us IF gals! I remember all too well the pain and the emptiness associated to this day. Yesterday a darling friend of mine, Luís Filipe Sarmento, a Portuguese writer and poet, sent me, line by line via Twitter, a beautiful poem written specifically for this day, dedicated to all women in Portugal who are still struggling to become a mother. I was so touched by this incredible act of kindness and generosity. The poem, entitled "Hello mother, I'm not here yet", is posted on the blog of the Portuguese Fertility Association, and when I have a bit more time, I want to translate it to English and share it with you all. Here it goes in Portuguese:

Olá, mãe, eu ainda não existo
sou apenas o teu sonho de ternura
em busca da eternidade
Sei que me procuras com todo o risco
os teus dias são feitos de amargura
para que o destino seja natividade
Eu tenho um nome antes de nascer
e uma casa plena de afectos
para que, mãe, possas renascer
e eu seja o sentido
dos teus projectos.

Eu não desisto de ti, mãe
Sou apenas uma ideia quando olhas as estrelas
perdida no paraíso dos sonhos
Um dia serei alguém
a navegar nos teus braços como caravelas
no mar dos teus olhos risonhos
Eu sou o filho que te espera
no mundo desconhecido do além
farei parte de uma nova era
serei o filho sonhado de minha mãe.

Perfect Moment Monday

We were supposed to go grocery shopping today and then, as a treat, I'd take the little guy to McDonald's. At the shopping centre he went straight for the toy department. A little while later he came running up begging me to buy him a gormiti (these "things" he collects). I said no. I felt a scene coming on. I could see the tears building up in his eyes. My own heart was breaking. But I stuck to my no and he kept his cool. I bought him a book instead. After doing the shopping, I realised we were running very late and explained that we couldn't make it to McDonald's today and I promised we'd go over the weekend. I aplogised, he said it was ok. He spent the rest of the afternoon reading the book I'd bought him and said it was much better than a gormiti. When he kissed me goodnight he told me I was the best mom in the world. A sigh of rlief. My little guy is growing up and I think I'm doing an ok job as his mom. It was a perfect moment indeed.

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Perfect Moment: Wrong Number

I'm so excited! This is my first time posting a Perfect Moment. Thank you so much, Lori, for this opportunity. I have this terrible habit of saving people's numbers on my cell phone without adding any extra info I might need to associate the person to a face later on. So there must be hundreds of Maria's or José's that I have no idea who they are. I could just add something like "X's mom", "from support group", "student" etc. Nope! I always convince myself that I'll know who they are later on. But let's face it, at 40 my memory is not what it used to be.

Today I had to make a phone call and realised there were 4 different people with the same name in my phone list. I couldn't remember this person's last name nor anything more for that matter. So, decided to call them in order until I hit jackpot. And this is when my perfect moment took place. I dialled the first one on the list and she knew who it was from caller ID. First thing she says when she answered was "OMG! How did you know?!? Are you psychic?" I recognised her voice immediately and my brain started processing that bit of info and it clicked! "You're pregnant!!!" She had just received her results shortly before my call. It was an incredible moment because the last time we spoke she was getting ready for FET #2 and was a nervous wreck. I tried to explain why I had called her but she's still convinced that I have psychic powers. This is actually quite funny because I am such a non-believer when it comes to these things. But I hope this is a perfect moment she'll be telling her child one day. I was thrilled.

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