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What I REALLY want for Mother’s Day. Really.

Peace.

Not world peace. That would be nice.  Just peace. And quiet. It’s not hard really. Is it?

I will admit, my children are older now. They are very good at entertaining themselves. They usually are off at a friend’s house, stuck in a book, watching a show, at school, whatever. So I have it good. But sometimes on weekends when the whole family is together, it gets a little dicey. There’s bickering. Snide remarks. Insults under the breath (ARGH, I hate that!) and sometimes tears. Usually by the boy after the girl tells him he’s a stupid boy that needs to go away. She can get a little nasty sometimes. She’s in training to be the perfect mercurial moody woman. But there’s also times when they are the best little angels. I mean really. They can be so sweet to each other. Mostly on my special days- like birthdays and Mother’s day, they know to be nice. They have even written a contract some years. I’ll be pulling out the contract again this year.

But back to Mother’s Day. MY Mother’s Day. I will not let myself feel guilty for wanting a real Mother’s Day. Why not?? I deserve it dammit!

I’ve learned over the years how to play the Mother’s Day game. I am so blessed and lucky to have my mom. I have my mother in law nearby as well. So in the years of early motherhood, I was the pleaser. I tried to please them and try to have it all but in the end, just got frustrated. Mother’s Day sucked. So now, I spread it out. I have the ability to have time with my mom on one day. And then usually the Saturday before Mother’s Day Sunday, we can all go down to my in-laws and do the grandma thing where she can revel in the children, they can make her feel special, and everyone’s happy.

So I’ve come up with some Mother’s Day options to pick from for myself:

There’s the Fantasy Mother’s Day; Daniel Craig brings me tea on a tray while he’s wearing Speedos and tells me I’m the new Bond girl and he needs to take me to the set in Istanbul the next morning on the studio’s private jet. Hmmm, not sure about this one. That would confuse the children greatly why James Bond is barely clothed in our house and daddy’s scooping the cat box. They might need therapy.  Maybe scratch that idea.

There’s the I’m Tired of Being Around My Kids Mother’s Day; You spend the whole day at a spa and don’t come home until they are tucked in bed. As great as this sounds,  this is hard since it’s on a Sunday and I don’t know many spas around with those hours. Also- very confusing to the children. It is, after all, the day I’m celebrating my motherhood which only is because of their existence. Probably another reason for therapy in their adult years.

There’s the I’m Such A Wonderful Mommy I Want To Spend The Whole Day With My Kids Making Flower Pots and Ceramic Tiles and Go to A Petting Farm Mother’s Day. Well, this just wouldn’t do because it would drive me batshit crazy and I would be exhausted and one of us (me) will end up in tears.

Then there the balance of the second and third choice. The Please Just Pick Up Your Shit, Be Nice, Let Me Sit And Drink A Cup of Tea Without It Getting Cold and Make Me A Meal Mother’s Day. YES!! Ding ding ding ding. We have a winner!

This is the Mother’s Day I want.

It’s not that hard. It just takes a little pre-planning.

It will go something like this-

Wake up to smiling faces and a hot cup of tea brought to me in bed. I don’t even need a gift- just the hand made cards will do. Oh wait- I already took the kids to Target to buy my Mother’s Day cards, so all they have to do is sign them. How easy is that?? I didn’t look at the cards, in case you are wondering. Just for that fabulous gesture on my part, my husband should really buy me a yellow diamond pendant. Because when I say I don’t want a gift I am totally lying. I always want gifts. Who am I, a monk?? Gifts. Please!

We will get ready and go to church. On time. No fighting. No whining about shoes that don’t feel right. No rolling eyes because church is boring. Just get in the car, keep your mouth shut and sit in church dammit!

We will then go somewhere to dine. It doesn’t have to be a fancy schmancy four course brunch or super uber expensive brunch buffet. Which I never eat my money’s worth anyway. It just needs to be someplace that isn’t IHOP or Applebees. If they wanted to cook, I would be okay with that. (Again, another lie. I would SO not be okay with this)  My husband doesn’t cook and then I would end up doing the cleaning up or getting annoyed with how he’s using the wrong spatula on the non-stick skillet. You know what I mean? So just getting out of the house is probably best for all.

After we’ve dined, I might just read a book for the rest of the afternoon. Curl up and watch James Bond DVDs with the boy. Maybe it will be sunny and I can lounge out on the deck.

There will be no last minute scramble to get homework done, PE uniforms in the wash, rushing out to buy poster board at the office supply store, scrambling to make a video for math class that needs to be uploaded to YouTube or any other hasty hurried spur of the moment thing forgotten by either offspring.

Dishes will be put in the dishwasher. Toilet paper will be replaced on the roll- squares going OVER, not under. Towels will be hung up on towel racks after showers not to be found later in a mildewy damp pile. Socks will be put in the hampers.

This isn’t too much to ask. It can be done. The other 363 days (my birthday is the other ME day) I will handle the chaos, messes and emergencies. But not Mother’s Day. It’s just one day. One day. That’s all I ask.

Thank you.

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Comments

  1. I never did Mother’s Day correctly for the S2BXW. No matter what we did, it was unsatisfactory. So I like your approach. They should be able to handle your scenario…except maybe the toilet paper squares going Over thing because some people just never get that right.

  2. No last minute homework? I think you’re getting out of hand.

  3. squares going OVER, not under..
    ha.. THAT would be the idea mothers day, to me. Do. It. “Right!” aaaugh! 🙂

  4. This is hilarious! I can totally relate to most of what you said. You have inspired me to ask for what I really want, not just make do and hope to have a great day, not just a regular day with a special title.

  5. Because when I say I don’t want a gift I am totally lying. I always want gifts. Who am I, a monk?? Gifts. Please!

    – LOL! 🙂 I really, really enjoyed this post! Hope you get a well-deserved treat on Mother’s Day! 🙂

  6. Stopping by from VB! We feel guilty for wanting a “ME” day but it’s to be expected. We do so much all day, all year round, it’s exhausting! Shoot…I think a week is in order! I just want to curl in my bed, hubby and kids bring me food and watch girly movies all day! Is that too much to ask for? They can come in and out as long as they don’t annoy me.

  7. OH you’r TP point—JUST yelled at my daughter for this the other day—MY DEAR HUBBY’S responce-“just be glad she replaced the roll” LOL

    But I’m with you on the PEACE–although I don’t like to eat out on Mother’s Day –we always order in and I’m really OK with it–as long as hubby does the dishes!!!

  8. It’s not too much to ask. However I really think my husband would rather pay for something and let the day go on as normal. They best Mother’s Day I ever had, they were out of town. The second best, they were here but I sat on the porch a llllllllllll day!

  9. This is a GREAT post. I just had conversation with a friend of mine wondering if it is nasty to ask for time off from being a father for father’s day. It is REALLY refreshing to hear this from a mom. I think there are more of you out there than are willing to admit.

  10. I want delicious food with zero calories and no guilt for Mother’s Day. Can it happen?

  11. oh how I wish my mother’s day was something like this- but I’m with Kenya I think my hubby would just take the kids to buy something and keep the day running as normal.

  12. Jennifer Butler Basile says:

    I think I’m still in ‘pleaser’ mode, but can definitely relate to your many options for Mother’s Day. Glad to see I’m not the only one thinking such blasphemous thoughts about this very nice day for “me”!