Happy Mother's Day

Today is the Hallmark Day we opt to thank our moms for doing all that they do for us. Personally, I think all this mother's day stuff is crap. This Queen for a Day shit is just our own little justification for taking advantage of the woman who gave us life for the rest of the year (except, maybe, on her birthday).

Think about it. Thanksgiving Day. Who makes the 42 dishes that wind up on the table? Who winds up doing the dishesh. Anyone who has ever put together a Turkey dinner for more than 4 people knows that such a feat puts somewhat of a damper on any holiday. However, who is the person who is likely giving the most thanks for everything? Mom. While the kids are barely holding back lunging for the piping hot meal while someone makes a speech, and the men at the table are watching their 5th football game of the day, mom is sitting there with her family surroudning her, thinking how she is just thankful at who is with her on this special day. She is probably also wishing for a dishes fairy to flit down and clean up the mess she spent all day creating since no one in the room is likely to take on the task.

Now, I realize that not all moms are such homemakers and not ever family has such a Norman Rockwell existence, however, I am feeling setimental today and, if you dont like this post, just move on to the next one.

This is my first official Mother's Day. This time last year, we knew I was pregnant and we went out and bought a car. It was my first Mother's Day present. This year, my only wish was to be left alone. I am a lucky woman in that I have a low-maintenece baby and a husband who is not adverse to doing housework. The frog went the extra mile and made my Mommy Day last all weekend. He made me breakfast yesterday, took care of the Kidlet most of yesterday, and he even took the Kidlet out for several hours with his mom and sister while I stayed at home and relaxed. I didnt have to listen for a cry. I knew my baby was safe. I didnt have to worry and I didnt have anyone relying on me for a few hours. It was pure bliss.

Such a simple thing, really. But it made my day so wonderful. The Frog got me a nice birdbath that hangs from a tree. I am hoping it does not become the Fuzzle Buffet. I didnt need all the trappings of the day. I dont like to go out to brunch. We go out to breakfast all the time. Why would I want to do it on a day when everyone else on the planet is squeezing into restraunts? NO thanks. I just wanted to have some time to do nothing.

I think this day is bullshit becuase, as a mother, I know that I dont need a card or some flowers or some crowded brunch to know I am a good mother and wife. I need respect and love and hugs and kisses every day. I need to be told that my kid seems to be a happy baby. I need my kid to be healthy and for the Dr. to ask ME questions becuase I know my daughter better than he does. I need to see the smile on my daughter's face and the look of pride in my husband's eyes to know I am doing a good job. So, when he asks me what I want for Mother's Day, I tell him I just want a couple hours of peace where the only person I have to think about is me; and we can arrange that any day of the year.