a little blue
i’ve really debated about writing this particular train of thought – i don’t want to seem like i am complaining – but hey, it’s my blog and if i want to complain i figure i can. and i think that in the end i just might come off as selfish or ungrateful and i would prefer not to appear that way nor actually act that way.
what brought me to sit down and write was that 3 times today in a matter of a few minutes i was asked not just how but what my kids got me for mother’s day. (that’s what happens when one actually wanders onto campus to pick up one’s son instead of meeting him in the car line as usual). anyway, i didn’t really have an answer to this question because what did i get for mom’s day? nothing. what a second. i did get a beautiful card from my daughter which she made for me and i love and have proudly displayed in my bedroom. i in no way want to diminish my appreciation for this card or my love of it by this post.
i was though hoping for a bit more. not a gift but just more – maybe a card from the boys or a happy mom’s day moment of some sort. in the past the monkeys have gotten together to make me a card or gift and even breakfast and this year i just didn’t get it and i was sad. i didn’t even get a happy mother’s day from them.
i think one reason i am still so dissapointed is because i helped the kids and made the effort for their dad’s girlfriend. i helped them shop for her gift, and wrap it and i even wrote her a nice note. nobody did that for me…
and i’m sort of torn because in many ways, the kids are old enough to do these things on their own but at the same time, they still need a reminder and help getting things together. nobody did that for them. i am sure that nobody even suggested it to them. so it leaves me sad that the kids didn’t think enough of me to do anything but at the same time nobody else did either. and it’s not about a gift, at all! it’s just about the effort and i was left feeling really unappreciated.
for the most part, i thought i had gotten over it. then today happened and i found myself trying to skirt around and doctor up my answer by telling these other ladies that i had a nice day just hanging out and having lunch with my mom. this is mostly true if you take out all of the bad attitudes and whining that occurred as we shopped for their wedding outfits. i definitely made a note not to do that again!
so really, i don’t know – i guess i’m still feeling bitter. i wish i wasn’t but i am and there really isn’t a way to pretty it up.
My daughter did not wish me a happy mother’s day. My son gave me what I thought was a jewelry box… turns out it was a model of our house. So I upset him. It was not a good day. I scraped that day and will hold my mother’s day another day.
I think your feelings are natural. I think you did the right thing. But yes, it would be nice to be remembered. And sometimes I hate feeling like this. But that’s the reality.
But now you’ve vented… so you can lay it down, walk away and have 11 months to remind them of NEXT mother’s day…
(In which we can go through this all over again….
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I’m so sorry you didn’t get much for Mother’s Day, and after shopping for the “other mom” in your kids’ lives, too!
I don’t blame you a bit for your reaction!! We moms need to feel appreciated and it just stinks big time when it doesn’t happen.
Wow! You’re very kind for actually helping your children shop for their father’s girlfriend. They may have forgotten to say “Happy Mother’s Day”, but I’m sure you’re the only one they love =)