Mother's Day
Given the name of my blog, it would be highly inappropriate for me not to write anything about Mother's Day. I knew the moment was approaching and I have been thinking hard about what my position on this topic would be. Well I am a mother and I do have a mother so I should know enough about this celebration.
I have to say that we have never celebrated Mother's Day all that much, for several reasons. The children are still too small to take much initiative on the celebration and my husband is absent minded enough not to put much thought in what we consider to be a minor celebration.
I personally consider it a minor (and fastidious) celebration because it celebrates a mother's image which is very far away from the type of mother that I am. If you happen to scroll your Facebook news feeds today, largest part of what you will see are odes to your friends angelic mothers. Creatures of another world who's main aim in life to love, feed and bake. Crude reality is that angels do not exist and personally in today's world being a mother (next to a lot of other things) is quite a dirty job and I really do not want to be rewarded for something that I am not.
We definitely skipped breakfast in bed. Other conventions could definitely not be skipped. Both Nora and Oliver had put all their skills in the creation of a mother's day work of art which due to two weeks school holidays had to be finished a month in advance and had to be kept hidden to preserve the surprise. Their hard work and enthusiasm did not fail to move me of course and to make me proud. Maybe it should be mother's day everyday to get the kids to work hard at school, I could live with that.
Since we had to get into conventions anyway, I thought what the heck, I can at least get a decent gift out of it. I subtly made present to my husband that my perfume had finished and that I really needed a specific replacement. It worked out quite well but who knows what the consequences are going to be. I might have to bake and prepare packed lunches for quite some time to make the deal worth its while.
The fact is you love your children no matter what (and you make sacrifices for them and you lose your sleep etc etc) because they are your children and you should not be celebrated for that because this is just what you should do, .........but this is just my humble opinion.
I have to say that we have never celebrated Mother's Day all that much, for several reasons. The children are still too small to take much initiative on the celebration and my husband is absent minded enough not to put much thought in what we consider to be a minor celebration.
I personally consider it a minor (and fastidious) celebration because it celebrates a mother's image which is very far away from the type of mother that I am. If you happen to scroll your Facebook news feeds today, largest part of what you will see are odes to your friends angelic mothers. Creatures of another world who's main aim in life to love, feed and bake. Crude reality is that angels do not exist and personally in today's world being a mother (next to a lot of other things) is quite a dirty job and I really do not want to be rewarded for something that I am not.
We definitely skipped breakfast in bed. Other conventions could definitely not be skipped. Both Nora and Oliver had put all their skills in the creation of a mother's day work of art which due to two weeks school holidays had to be finished a month in advance and had to be kept hidden to preserve the surprise. Their hard work and enthusiasm did not fail to move me of course and to make me proud. Maybe it should be mother's day everyday to get the kids to work hard at school, I could live with that.
Since we had to get into conventions anyway, I thought what the heck, I can at least get a decent gift out of it. I subtly made present to my husband that my perfume had finished and that I really needed a specific replacement. It worked out quite well but who knows what the consequences are going to be. I might have to bake and prepare packed lunches for quite some time to make the deal worth its while.
The fact is you love your children no matter what (and you make sacrifices for them and you lose your sleep etc etc) because they are your children and you should not be celebrated for that because this is just what you should do, .........but this is just my humble opinion.
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