Mother's Day pending
I am not looking forward to it. I should be as Jessica is old enough now to make me presents on her own. She even showed me the wrapped present she made. I told her it was cruel to tease me when I couldn't open it yet. She giggled :D
So why am I dreading the day?
I grew up making mother's day cards for my grandmother. I loved her but that woman scarred me in so many ways.
Foster moms came and went.
Of course my birth mom was in prison.
When I became a mom, I just KNEW I'd finally have a reason to celebrate the day. Turned out I married a man who didn't think he had to do anything for me on that day because I wasn't his mother. Every mother's day has been a fight since the birth of our little angel. Last year she made me a little clay bowl she painted in fire colors and she picked out some fiery roses that Andy then bought. That was the first year he actually did anything for me for mother's day. The year before she painted a shell for me to use as a soap holder or jewelry holder.
They have of course been my best mother's days ever!
Still, I'm dreading tomorrow. He says he's planned a day for me but as of last week he had no clue what he was going to do. I asked him what he was doing for his mother, no clue. I sighed and said I hated to ask but did he have a clue for me. He said none. I shook my head and listed several things I've wanted for years: charm bracelet, mother & child locket, mother & child cameo, digital picture frame, family tree to put pictures in, help actually putting our pictures in photo albums, herb garden. He said, "Oh yeah"
SMH
I texted him earlier asking when he'd be home. I didn't say Jess was the one wanting to know, she is ready to go mother's day shopping. He texted back that I was stressful. That started a fight.
I hate all holidays but Halloween now. I give him a few more years to make me hate that one 2 as the last few have sucked with him.
So why am I dreading the day?
I grew up making mother's day cards for my grandmother. I loved her but that woman scarred me in so many ways.
Foster moms came and went.
Of course my birth mom was in prison.
When I became a mom, I just KNEW I'd finally have a reason to celebrate the day. Turned out I married a man who didn't think he had to do anything for me on that day because I wasn't his mother. Every mother's day has been a fight since the birth of our little angel. Last year she made me a little clay bowl she painted in fire colors and she picked out some fiery roses that Andy then bought. That was the first year he actually did anything for me for mother's day. The year before she painted a shell for me to use as a soap holder or jewelry holder.
They have of course been my best mother's days ever!
Still, I'm dreading tomorrow. He says he's planned a day for me but as of last week he had no clue what he was going to do. I asked him what he was doing for his mother, no clue. I sighed and said I hated to ask but did he have a clue for me. He said none. I shook my head and listed several things I've wanted for years: charm bracelet, mother & child locket, mother & child cameo, digital picture frame, family tree to put pictures in, help actually putting our pictures in photo albums, herb garden. He said, "Oh yeah"
SMH
I texted him earlier asking when he'd be home. I didn't say Jess was the one wanting to know, she is ready to go mother's day shopping. He texted back that I was stressful. That started a fight.
I hate all holidays but Halloween now. I give him a few more years to make me hate that one 2 as the last few have sucked with him.