I've had a really frustrating day today. Now, I'm not one to go for all the commercialised crap that comes with occasions such as Mothers Day, but seeing as I've got three children it would be kind of nice for it to at least be acknowledged, even just a tiny bit. I'm not talking about my children here; they are 5, 4 and 1 and I've already had lovely home-made cards off the oldest two. It's my other half that's caused my gripe. His comment today was that I'm not his mother, so why should he do anything for me?! No, but I've only given him three gorgeous children, and the least he could do is realise that it's my Mothers Day too. Not that I'm letting it get to me. Not at all! I don't care, honest.........
By the way, Fathers Day is cancelled this year!!
It has made me think a lot about Mothers Day and what it means. To me, I'm just thankful that I've got three happy, healthy boys who I adore and I hope, adore me too. I will treasure my cards that they have made for me and look forward to a cuddle when they wake me up in the morning. I will go and visit my own mum and be thankful that she is there for me. And grateful for everything she's done for me.
But what about all the people where it is just a painful reminder of something they haven't got? For whatever reason, there are mums out there who will never receive a card, and children who have no-one to give one to. My heart goes out to anyone whose Mothers Day isn't a happy event. I dedicate this to you.