Tuesday, May 14, 2013

What's up cranky mama?

So, I have to ask what's up with all these cranky mama blogs and Facebook posts leading up to Mother's Day? All of them whining about what they want and don't want for Mother's Day. All of them complaining about their kids and their husbands, and insisting all they want for Mother's Day is to be left alone.
One mom demanded her husband take the kids out of the house as soon as they woke up even if it meant changing the kid's diaper on the front lawn.
I know the blogs were meant to be funny and obviously every mom wants to be treated special on her special day. But, what's the deal with the bad attitudes?
I admit that I like my "me" time, but I think part of Mother's Day is spending time with your children.
I had a bowl of whipped cream and bananas shoved in my sleepy face at 6 a.m. by Julie and roughly 125 slobbery kisses planted on my face, eyes, and nose by Johnny. All of this was preceded by a boisterous "Happy Mother's Day! Mommy. We love you!"
Would I have liked to sleep in a bit? Of course.
Would I take back those moments for some extra shut eye? Heck no.
Those little troublemakers who so many moms insist they don't want to spend time with on Mother's Day are who made us moms. They didn't ask to come into this world. We brought them here because we wanted them (or maybe some of us didn't), but they didn't have a say in the matter. They're here and they love us unconditionally.
This doesn't mean I'm above being spoiled on Mother's Day. Scott went overboard with beautiful flowers and gifts. (The new Vera was my favorite.) But being with my lovelies is what it was all about.

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