Well I've always been one to pretend I don't like my birthday and when I became a mother, mother's day became yet another day for me to dread. And here is why:
I have heard all the stories of how my friends were spoiled by their families today and I am jealous as my day was spent, as any other, doing things for other people. Of course, I am a daughter as well as a mother so it was my job to spoil my mum today. But I had to beg Mr A for a cup of tea in bed this morning and was then turfed out of it by my 4 year old who wanted me to play. In our household mother's day is a day like any other where the mother must spend QUALITY TIME with her children. While Mr A spends the morning (and some of the afternoon) in bed I entertain the boy, clean the kitchen and prepare a meal for my mum. I am shattered and spending mother's day evening working. Mr A does not seem to understand and am very disappointed.
I hate the disappointment that comes with these supposed celebrations, either mark them or don't but make the rules clearer.
I am celebrating my birthday in 2 weeks and to save disappointment have planned my own party and made a list. Just in case anyone isn't clear...
