Are your kids like this? Wanting to do something nice for mom but each having a different vision of what nice is? Certainly nice to your siblings isn't in the picture.
And my daughter-in-law has started a blog. She is one funny girl.
And DeAnn mentioned me on her blog. That's not why I recommend you go there. I recommend it because anything DeAnn says is note worthy and because she has a brand spanking new step-mom and she already loves her. I am so relieved. I was worried.
And yes, I am happy that DeAnn has blogged. She is going through a major stress and is working through it. As so many of us are. She talks about her mom hating Mother's Day. I did for years, for exactly the same reason DeAnn's mother did. I focused on my inadequacies. I think any woman who raises kids will feel inadequate. We forget that each child learns in a different way. Some by listening to wisdom, some by ignoring wisdom and stepping in front of the bus. But, they all learn and who are we to say, "'Do it my way."
So, for today, for tomorrow, which is Mother's Day, I am saying thank you to my own mom for letting me step in front of the bus and being there in case I happened to ask for a Band-Aid, which I didn't, but should have. Things turn out all right.
My own mom was not perfect but she was the perfect mom for me. She did lots of things you do or your mom did or maybe neither one of you did. She didn't do things she maybe should have and she did things that were good, too. SHE DID THE BEST SHE KNEW HOW. We all do. And for that I think God is standing in the wings, clapping and saying, "You go, girl."
So, I hope every mother has a good Mother's Day, whether they think they are living up to their standards or anyone else's. I'm having company over and guess what? The kitchen floor is sticky. There's some dehydrated spinach there that is going to take some major scrubbing to get off--I'm not going to do it, not today, anyway. The bathroom is not spotless, in fact the garbage isn't even dumped. I'm not going to worry about it. I'm going to cook some food, make a salad, butter some bread, slice some strawberries and pour yogurt over the top and call it good. Mostly I'm going to love everyone who comes and that's what's important, I think. That's what mother's do.