Well today is Mother’s day, and I have spent most of the day wondering if this holiday was invented by some naughty children that just wanted a specific day to torture their mothers???? My kids just don’t seem to like me at all. I’m mean, remember? I make them do all kinds of things they don’t want to. And Kyle is gone ALL the time working the two jobs, so they only get me. But they only want ‘daddy’. I hear a lot of “I don’t like you” “I don’t ever want to see you again” “I never want you to talk to me again” “Just leave me alone” and the one I LOVE “I’m not allowed to do what you say” Where do they get that idea? I’m the one that makes most of the rules around here, and it’s not like I’m asking them to do something naughty! That one totally confuses me.
I feel as though Kyle doesn’t teach the kids about respecting me, or doing something special for mother’s day. How are the kids supposed to make, or buy cards if he doesn’t help them? I guess I could say “well mother’s day is coming up, let’s go shopping and you guys can pick out cards to buy me” But I personally feel that sounds selfish. I don’t want them to just love me and honor me on mother’s day. I want them to respect me and love me all the time.
Today for the most part has been like any other day. I woke up at my usual time, read my scriptures, got up and got dressed. Then I had to wake up Kyle and tell him to get out of bed and get ready for church so we wouldn’t be late. Then I moved onto waking up the kids and getting them dressed so we wouldn’t be late. We weren’t late for church, thank goodness. But we had to leave without eating breakfast, so the kids all grabbed a roll on the way out the door and I grabbed a banana. I got chocolate covered strawberries from the kids, because that’s what they made for the mommies in primary. (Kyle gave me a box of See’s yesterday.) We got home and the bed hadn’t been made, because I didn’t have time to make it before leaving. The dishes from the past couple of days were still piled high, because I got tired last night and didn’t have the energy to do them. I was hungry because we didn’t have time to eat before leaving. Nothing has been done because I personally have not done it. Kyle did a few dishes, because I asked him to. I went to lay down for awhile today, because I insisted. So today has been like any other day, not a special day. And just being told that it’s mother’s day, the day we honor our mother’s has just made this ordinary day a torture filled day. I love my family, and it hurts to feel that my kids don’t love me.
Sorry if this post seems selfish or depressing, I just needed to vent.
Disappointment sure does come with being a mom! … We had stake conference today. One of the visiting GAs said moms have such a thankless job and gave the example of his wife, that he (as a bishop) would comment after about how great sacrament meeting was, and his wife would say, “I wouldn’t know, I was out in the foyer with a crying baby!” Or would say what a great stake conference it was (as the stake president) and she’d again say, “I wouldn’t know, I was up and down the halls with kids who wouldn’t sit still!” Or he’d say what a great mission conference it was (as a mission president), and again, his wife would say she wouldn’t know cuz she was trying to keep the kids quiet and reverent and couldn’t hear anything …
Moms sure do have a thankless job. I don’t ever expect cards (what the heck do you do with cards after you get them? How many can you really keep????), and all I ask is for the fam to put in effort in cleaning the house, just for this one day (well, and my b-day, and Christmas–it’s my standard present request). Ya know what happens? Not only do I get [at least] a slightly cleaner house, but they make something in Primary, and/or they draw me a picture, and/or they come home with something from school, and/or give me a hug and tell me they love me, etc., and it’s pure bonus. I don’t set my expectations too high (since they’re young and really don’t understand what the big deal is), but I keep my heart open, and praise them for what they do do. That way, they feel accomplished for whatever efforts they’ve offered, and the smiles on all our faces are genuine.
Hope today is a better day for ya!