And not a minute too soon. Is it just me? Or is this Hallmark holiday kinda tense? What to make, what to buy, where to goâ€¦ Itâ€™s a day-long food fest, gift swap and family fun fair.
Think about it: Easter passes and suddenly the retail motifs change from pale yellows and blues to pinks. The ads start, the florists stress and families start discussing â€“ lunch or brunch? Dinner: in or out? Who brings what? Whose house holds everyone? Can we book tables for 20 people? Can we mix it up a little and do a one-stop shop of all the mothers? What if it rains? Blah blah blah.
Look, donâ€™t get me wrong. Iâ€™m all for celebrating motherhood. I am a mother, and I have a mother. I also have a couple of grandmothers and a mother-in-law. Plus thereâ€™s a common-law-stepmother. Thatâ€™s a motherload if there ever was one â€“ a load far too great for just one day of celebration.
I say have Motherâ€™s Week. Like Reading Week, or Spring Break, but for moms. That way, the mommies really can have it all: time with their kids, time with their parents, and time by themselves. Apparently thatâ€™s what most moms really want â€“ time alone. I read it in the paper so it must be true. Yet my mother told me Motherâ€™s Day is more important to her than her birthday. So I guess sheâ€™d rather not be alone. And my mother-in-law was thrilled to hang out with the family all together. Grandmothers and great-grandmothers probably spend enough time on their own to add Motherâ€™s Day to the mix â€“ thatâ€™s just depressing. But if you devote a whole week to us, imagine: Sunday brunch with your kids, Monday off, Tuesday dinner with the in-laws, Wednesday lunch with your own mother, Thursday out with your friends, Fridayâ€¦.well, you get the picture.
Personally, Iâ€™m not so fussed about Motherâ€™s Day. But that could be because it falls in May â€“ the very same month as my birthday and anniversary. Hurray for May! Sure Motherâ€™s day has its perks â€“ my mom actually gives me a gift â€“ she says that itâ€™s because of me that sheâ€™s a mother. Who could argue with that? And my husband made a huge fuss on behalf of himself and our kids. Thatâ€™s not so bad either. Sure my diet went up in smoke the minute the BBQ was lit. And I totally fell off the wagon when the cupcakes came out. But they were pretty damn good. In fact, maybe Motherâ€™s Day wasnâ€™t so bad. See? It should be a week. At least!
This morning I was up changing diapers and making breakfast. Cleaning it up too. Stressing about (lack of) work. Organizing my kids; their plans and mine. Nope, itâ€™s no holiday. If Motherâ€™s Day is the new Christmas, then surely today is Boxing Day. A day off, spent eating leftovers and going shopping â€“ and not just for groceries.