Mother's Day

What is Mother’s day all about?  Growing up we celebrated my mother all day, pampered her, did the dishes so she wouldn’t have to, made dinner or went out to dinner so she didn’t have to cook....we showered her with gifts.  This included my father.  My father was taught as a boy to respect mothers.  His mother was an amazing woman and my father knew that in spades.  SO, when he married my mom and started having kids, he knew that she was the one tirelessly and thanklessly raising his kids to be amazing people.  He respected my mom with undying love and when Mother’s Day rolled around...he made sure he celebrated her.  He ALWAYS got her a present of some sort....a card...some flowers....and made sure his kids helped out...afterall, my mom was the mother of his children!  This is NOT the case with my husband.  He doesn’t get me a thing from himself.  Yes, he makes sure the kids pick out something to give me...but he gives me nothing to show me how much he respects me as the mother of his children.  He says (excuse) that I am not his mother....but he truly misses the point!  I don’t need much.....even a card would be nice.  A small token of appreciation (an added charm to my charm bracelet would be so simple, not expensive, but such a heartwarming gift to me)...to show ME how much he appreciates my tireless and thankless energy....raising his kids.  Last night we went out to dinner with his mother (who was so alert last night...it made me so happy!) and the kids.  We went to our favorite family restaurant, California Pizza Kitchen.  It was great.  We went early (which was not my first choice)...but it was nice to get home by 7 and have a couple of hours in a quiet house before putting the kids to bed.  Bill was asleep on the couch by 8.  I was stuck cleaning up the dishes from breakfast, making lunches, getting breakfast ready for the morning, laying out medicines, etc.  THEN, I was left to put the kids to bed without support from my husband.  ON MOTHER’S DAY!  Our kids are to the point when putting them to bed is not tough....but, Nicolas does still need help brushing his teeth, making sure he goes to the bathroom, and taking his meds.  Sure would have been nice to relax on mother’s day...and don’t cha know on Father’s day Bill will expect it!  While I was putting Nicolas to bed, Bill arose from the couch and I assumed (incorrectly) that he went upstairs to put Lexi to bed.....well...that was a bad assumption.  Because when I went into my room at 11:30 to go to bed, Lexi was still up in our bed....watching TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!  WOW!  Getting Lexi up this morning was such a treat.....she struggled getting out of bed!!!  I was so upset....and it ended my day with such disappointment.  I really find it difficult to kill ‘em with kindness....and be nice to Bill these days.  I wish I had more grace and patience....I wish I could shower him with love so he could MAYBE find it in his heart to respect me and enjoy life with me.  I know it is partly my problem...because I struggle wanting to talk to him and treat him nicely.  I am so short with him...I am so frustrated with him....and I know that he is frustrated with me because it is so difficult for me to be nice to him.  It is a two-way street for sure, but 2 wrongs DON’T make a right....and somebody has to rise to the occasion and apparently it will NOT be Bill!

Sad MOM..