Mother's Day

I have been such a slacker on posting. I have been so busy, but must make time for this as this is a cathartic process for me.

Have you heard? Mother's Day is this weekend. What does Mom really want? Well, I can only speak for myself, but I would like a hot stone massage, a nap, and clean, folded laundry. And a large margarita-because it is my day.What have I asked for? A larger water dish for the dogs. I want the big self watering device as last year I got myself a smaller version for Mother's Day (gotta reward myself for keeping tally of the kids) and it is apparent that the mac daddy size is needed.

I remember before I had kids I wondered about the hoopla of Mother's Day. Big deal-you are a mom. Blah, blah, blah. I viewed it as marketing ploy by FTD, Hallmark, and Outback to convince us to spend more $$$. Now I know why they said "when you care enough to send the very best." Now I say  au contraire pop tart. Where is my very best? Can I get the hope diamond? Being a mom is WORK ! Big time. I mean changing poopy diapers, refereeing arguments about "Suite Life on Deck" and Justin Bieber's haircut, while trying to navigate the sheer volume of notes/memos sent home by the school are taxing to say the least. Some days I feel like Judge Mathis minus the tv show and robe.

But being a mom is the absolute best thing that I have done! I love the cards the kids make. They are so cute and proud of their work. It turns me into a giant pile of mush. 

Every day should be Mother's Day. So if you know a mom, are a mom, or know someone who is like a mom to others, thank her! Girl deserves it. To quote the great Vanilla Ice, "Word to your Mother."