What's up with everyone wishing me a Happy Mother's Day this weekend? Well, Larisa, you might say. It is Mother's Day after all. True. However, this constant well wishing has never happened before. At the grocery store, at Target, even at the gas station?! "Happy Mothers Day!" they exclaim.

I'm not a mother. There is nothing with me indicating that I might be a mother (like, say, for instance, a child). "Oh no!" I think. "Maybe these empire waist dresses really do make me look pregnant!" "Happy Mother's Day!" they keep saying. I finally responded to one man by saying, "Happy Mother's Day to you too!" I mean, he's just as much of a mom as I am. He looked confused.

As it turns out, I am not alone in this experience. Every woman I talk to (mother or not) has noticed it this year.

But here's the thing. I keep thinking about the women who actually want a baby and don't have one. I enjoy having a life filled with nephews, nieces and other people's children. That's plenty for me. However, there are those, like my mom, whose arms ached to hold a baby of her own. For whom Mother's Day is a day when the emptiness they feel throughout the year is only magnified.

So, people, this year. Concentrate on your own mom. I will do the same.