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I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.

Monday, May 09, 2016

Canceling Mother's Day

Many years ago I realized that the commercialized version of Mother's Day is both unrealistic and unattainable. Expecting a day filled with doting from your children and husband only results in disappointment when they fail to reach the Hallmark ideals. Not long after coming to terms with the non-existent Mother's Day in my fantasies, I lowered my expectations to thwart disappointment. Unfortunately, this year I am afraid I didn't lower the bar enough.

All I wanted for Mother's Day was to sleep in, to have Robby deliver me coffee in bed and to go to the farm for a day of family fun.  Despite my being vocal about my wishes, I found myself pulling a squawking Timmy out of his crib before dawn. Not willing to wait another 4 hours for Robby to wake up, I made my own coffee and quietly entertained Timmy by myself.  So much for sleeping in on Mother's Day!

When Scott woke up he could tell that I was disappointed with his failing to wake up to take care of Timmy, forcing me to abandon the first of my Mother's Day wishes.  Frustrated and feeling hurt, I left to do some grocery shopping before the stores became busy. To his credit, Scott must have heard me when I expressed my disappointment in my Mother's Day morning. When I came home, the traditional "World's Best Mother" banner was hanging from the porch.

Unfortunately, it was filthy, wrinkled from being balled up in the garage and hung upside down. Any sentiment that was meant to be communicated was lost by the careless execution of the gesture.  Robby finally rolled out of bed around 10. I was greeted with a request for pancakes to be delivered to him as he played a computer game. So much for his waking up to make me breakfast!  

It was perfectly clear that nobody in the house was concerned with honoring me on Mother's Day.  I was quite relieved when the dirty covered banner finally fell off of the porch, almost as if it was the universe granting me permission to cancel the holiday.  I called time of death on Mother's Day and decided that the day would continue as a normal Sunday.

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  1. Peggy, you deserve better than this.

    To the family: Your wife and mom deserves better on Mother's Day; she deserves better every day. Why don't you try again next weekend, both days? Then have a go at it every day. She works harder for you than you can imagine. What do you think? Deal?

  2. I agree with you, Peggy...keep expectations low, and just let this made-up "holiday" die. The greeting card companies are wealthy enough...