So what about Mother's Day at my house? Well, let's see. As of today, I've had 5 of them and they all start out in chaos. Maybe it's because it's Sunday and we never seem to have our ducks in a row in Sundays. Someone usually wakes up screaming, which leads to someone yelling, which leads to someone crying (usually me). When Hallmark started pimping all of those commercials that show Mom (looking like a model in a magazine) being served a 4 course breakfast in bed by her two equally gorgeous and impeccably dressed children, they certainly didn't get the idea from our house. This morning's greeting was D's yells about absolutely having to have his magic markers, or he would just die. Not to be outdone, G brought down the wrath of Bennett by having a blow out diaper that required a full bath before 9 in the morning. Add to this the task of getting everyone showered, dressed and ready for church and it is a freaking zoo. I vote to move Mother's Day to the day of Mama's choosing. Let's try a day when everyone is in a good mood. No meltdowns. No poop pants. No yelling, screaming or crying. I figure that if I follow that model, I'll have another Mother's Day celebration when I'm 80 and by then, I will be the one pooping in my pants.
Anyhow, Mother's day is the day that we should show appreciation for our Mothers. I think of it equally as a day that I'm thankful for my kids. Even with all of the chaos, tears, smells, yells, rants, raves and general craziness, it's all worth it. When they've been so evil during the day, to see them so sweet and angelic as they sleep at night makes it all worth while. It's why we get up each day and do it all over again.
So to all the Mama's out there, thanks for all you do and all you've done. It is greatly appreciated. Not just on this day, but everyday.