Why Mother’s Day Exists

My youngest daughter was away last night for a Pippin Overnighter and earned several new Girl Guiding badges. I sewed the badges onto her pop-over and went so far as to sew her name on it as well with a lovely blue thread (her favourite colour). When I called her in to see what I had done I did not get the reaction I expected. Instead of being delighted and grateful she complained because she wanted to sew the badges on herself and she didn’t even care that I had put her name on the uniform. She said the name felt bumpy and she didn’t like it. She insisted that I take the badges off immediately so she could sew them on sometime in the future. She is only 5 years old and doesn’t even know how to sew!

As she left my bedroom to finish watching a DVD, I realised why Mother’s Day was created. It is the one day of the year that the ungrateful and inconsiderate children of the world show a little love and respect to their mothers. They should remember that if it weren’t for us mothers they would never exist! I would much prefer my children appreciate what I do on a daily basis instead of realising how special I am once a year. It is so draining to get such negative feedback to what I thought was a loving gesture.

I don’t want to be woken up early on a Sunday morning with burnt toast, horrible coffee and gifts that I don’t need and then have to go into the kitchen to clean up the mess which was made in the name of Mother’s Day. My ideal Mother’s Day is one without any children or any chores. A day when I am not breaking up fights, cleaning up messes, teaching lessons, yelling or being yelled at, and feeding everyone but myself. I would love to wake up late on Mother’s Day to a champagne brunch being served to me in bed by a handsome man who did not leave a mess in the kitchen!

I can dream, can’t I?