I'm a home body and Mother's Day just sets everyone up for failure. It is hyped up and touted and everyone goes crazy promoting it and yet....it is just another day.
- Do I do what I want to do or do I do what my mom wants to do?
- Do I do what I want to do or do I do what my kids want me to do?
- Do I do what I want to do or do I do what my husband wants me to do?
- Do I do what I want to do or do I do what society thinks I should do?
I like my life so frankly, I'd be happy to just hang around the house and knit or play the wii with the kids or watch a movie with the family while I'm knitting. The pressure to make this day great really gets to me. Today I woke up at 6:20 and hubby slept late so I'm already mad at him. Unreasonably.
What do I do once I'm up? I wait and wait and wait and no one can bring me breakfast in bed because I was the first one up and no one thinks to cook me breakfast. So what do I do? I cook bacon for an hour because I'm freaking Starving! Can't just cook bacon for myself...I have to cook it for everyone.
Hubby gets up after sleeping in and sits at his computer playing video games....while I'm cooking bacon. I'm in the process of cooking everyone breakfast and start the 7 loads of laundry I have to do today. While the laundry is laundrying, I empty the dishwasher. NOW he says "Oh, they are clean? I'll get to them".
So I was up early, fed the cats, cooked everyone breakfast, did the laundry, emptied the dishwasher, prepared tonights dinner last night and did side dishes while my husband grilled.
Called my mom to wish her a great day and my grandmother answers. I chat with her and say "I'd wish you a happy mother's day but you aren't my mother....but I hope you have a good day too" and then I get a lecture from her about how she created my mother ........
Just a regular day for me, however it is MOTHER'S DAY and I feel like I wasn't pampered like the ads say I should be. Why should I be pampered for doing what I choose to do? I love being a mom. The reason is because Hallmark made this a *od Damed holiday to sell cards and now there is so much pressure that no one can live up to that!
My 7 year old harassed the shit out of my husband until he ordered me flowers. She circled what she wanted to get me on a post card and she left him sticky notes all over the house...daily. A beautiful bouquet of flowers showed up Friday because my husband was strong armed by the 7 year old!
I'm a crappy mother because I didn't go out to lunch with my family, I'm a crappy wife because...well I don't know...but I'm sure there is a reason and I'm a crappy daughter because I didn't go to my mom's house to deliver her presents.
Great holiday. F U Hallmark or whoever invented this holiday.
