On ABC's show The Middle, with Patricia Heaton last week. They aired the Mother's day episode. I laughed and then I cried. The theme was how Mother's day is really for everyone else, and not for the mother it was intended for....
I'm so agree....
Having been promoted at work, has entirely screwed up my inner-sense of when holidays are coming, or when appreciation should be given, or when I should send out the detailed list of what I want for Mother's day, or the ability to shut my mouth when my mother suggests (very subtly) that we should have dinner at my house....The house where the three kids live, two of which have to get their hair down before they go to bed, the other who is wearing his spiderman costume like a second skin...
I look on my husband's Facebook page and there's a picture of his mother. While I'm happy she's there...I'm a little pissed I'm not. There used to be a time where I would get a poem or a funny limerick...today was a very tired, "Happy Mother's day" said through his toothbrush and a film of toothpaste. Maybe it's me...but I'm pretty sure I'm the one with the c-section scar and the epidural point in my back that hurts everytime it rains.
So today is for my mom, and grandmother, and aunt, and all my friends who are going to massages, pedicures and brunches for the day. Me, I get to make pasta and entertain my family while my husband and children sleep.
Congrats Hallmark on making most mothers feel like crap...
