So, every year, I think of this wonderful day with the girls bringing me pancakes in bed like on one of the many freaking commercials that are on the air in the weeks leading up to Mother's Day. And every year, I end the day with an overwhelming sense of being let down. I don't know why I still have this expectation. Maybe it's because it's the one day of the whole flipping year where your husband, your kids, hell even your own Mom can say we appreciate all that you do!
That being said, this year - like all the rest - I was soaringly underwhelmed. We headed out to my favorite brunch place (I made the reservations, I got everyone ready..you know the drill). We had a wonderful brunch..until.. well until my husband says "I was thinking about getting you . . .". The rest doesn't matter because I tuned out and was so ticked that I didn't hear it anyway. He is notorious for this. He was thinking that he may blah, freaking blah, blah for me for Mother's Day. Only one problem IT IS FREAKING MOTHER'S DAY. So you weren't thinking you would, you just didn't.
He would argue that he sent flowers on Friday from him and the girls, which was super nice (although it was his way of breaking the ice on a week old argument, but it still counts).
Insertion: There is a website where married women go looking for affairs. The #1 day for women to sign up is the day after Valentine's Day, the #2 day is the day after Mother's day. Not advocating, just a simple point to show that it's not just my husband, but an epidemic of thoughtlessness.
Is it too much to ask to go to the girls and ask what gift that they would like to get me? Inevitably, it will be some ridiculous item, but it's the thought that counts, and it's sweet because it came from the kids in their tiny little minds. OK, my 6 YO wants to get me a shake weight, but outside of that the bright pink, ginourmous, ugly earrings are super sweet coming from a kid who thinks Hannah Montana is a fashion icon. But not this year, this year I got a "hey, I was thinking of getting you . . ." followed up with a "I guess I'll take the kids to my mother's house." So yea, I sat by myself on mother's day. It was nice at first. I ran to the gym, to Target, to the grocery store, but then as I sat in the house alone I thought, is this how it should be?
To end this tirade and also explain where exactly I am coming from, my husband (the day after Mother's day) bought himself a pair of Costa Del Mar's. The really sad part is that I had mentioned wanting a pair of sunglasses for Mother's Day and thought that he bought them for me.
Here's the thing guys: We aren't asking for much. Seriously, not much. It's more about the gesture.. that you get that we do 10 fold what you do because we are the Mom. And hey, we are fine with that BUT on the ONE day out of the whole damn year where you have an opportunity to express that, DO IT.