So, since Beth's birthday I've been trying to get, and stay, more organized. As a result, I am happy to say that I mailed out all of the Mother's Day cards on Tuesday and ordered flowers for Nana (which she got yesterday, along with her card). Mom got her present the other day and we'll give Linda her birdhouse the next time we see her. Woohoo! No regrets or bad feelings that I didn't get something done...
Today was an ok kind of day. It would have been nice if all the kids had been with me at church (Ashley wasn't there). It would have been nice if Tommy had made it a point to be home with all of us. It would have been nice if my kids didn't feel bad that they hadn't gotten me anything because their dad didn't take them to get anything. So, what could have been a nice homage to all the work I've put into my life as a mother turned into another holiday of me wiping tears and saying, "It's ok; I am just happy to spend it with you guys.".
We ended up eating at Longhorn's but not because it's where I wanted to go, but because it was the only place still open. Tommy didn't get home from playing golf until late and I really didn't want to eat at Shoney's or Waffle House in town. Better than nothing, right?
What I don't understand is how a parent can be so oblivious to holidays like this? Did I not sacrifice my body to carry these four beautiful kids and birth them into this world? Doesn't that kind of thing count for something? Anything? And how do you look into the eyes of your kids and not see that it hurts them to know they don't even have a card for their mom on Mother's Day? Seriously, open your eyes. In Hallmark's attempt to make a buck or two, they have resorted to reminding you about holidays like this WEEKS IN ADVANCE!!!! They just don't advertise at the country club.
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