CD Annual Tears, Jeers, & Grumbles Mother's Day Thread
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tiredmommy
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Fran, will you call difficult child at 3pm or when you wake up on his birthday? I seem to recall you are a bit of an early riser, lol! 
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Nomad
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Goodness.
I'm rushing...saw Fran's post.... UGH! (HUGS)
Mine was fairly good...I think.
Kids called me in the morning, but I strongly suspect husband called them first to remind them.
Son got me a very nice, thoughtful gift.
difficult child also got me a nice, thoughtful gift, but it was a little childlike (thought that counts...)
husband made a FANTASTIC dinner....HOWEVER...the children DID NOT GET ALONG.
I tried to get them to watch a 30 min. show with me. easy child agree, but difficult child pitched a fit.
So, after 10 mins, I turned it off.
Then, easy child decided to watch sports to "escape" having to deal with his sister.
I retreated to another room to read. difficult child went home. It was all cut short.
Believe it or not, it wasn't too bad. But, when there is a difficult child in the picture...it's tension all around...now isn't it.
I'm rushing...saw Fran's post.... UGH! (HUGS)
Mine was fairly good...I think.
Kids called me in the morning, but I strongly suspect husband called them first to remind them.
Son got me a very nice, thoughtful gift.
difficult child also got me a nice, thoughtful gift, but it was a little childlike (thought that counts...)
husband made a FANTASTIC dinner....HOWEVER...the children DID NOT GET ALONG.
I tried to get them to watch a 30 min. show with me. easy child agree, but difficult child pitched a fit.
So, after 10 mins, I turned it off.
Then, easy child decided to watch sports to "escape" having to deal with his sister.
I retreated to another room to read. difficult child went home. It was all cut short.
Believe it or not, it wasn't too bad. But, when there is a difficult child in the picture...it's tension all around...now isn't it.
Abbey
Spork Queen
Abbey
Spork Queen
Not too eventful on my part. I worked most of the day. I get a call from oldest easy child (THAT is amazing) and we chatted for over an hour. Daily I talk with my daughter.
husband reluctantly took me out to dinner, but I was starving. I offered to drop him off at home and go by myself but he tagged along.
Came home and easy child son had left flowers on the table for me. Gave me a tear. He hasn't gotten up yet to thank him.
Never did hear from J.
Abbey
husband reluctantly took me out to dinner, but I was starving. I offered to drop him off at home and go by myself but he tagged along.
Came home and easy child son had left flowers on the table for me. Gave me a tear. He hasn't gotten up yet to thank him.
Never did hear from J.
Abbey
Shari
IsItFridayYet?
Let's see...Friday night we took the buggy to town and had dinner out. I caught and harnessed and hooked up the team myself.
Saturday easy child cooked bbq beef for supper AND cleaned up MOST of the kitchen afterwards. Then I took the family bowling.
Sunday, we sold cows and calves. It was quite possibly the worst day we've EVER had working cattle, everyone was taken down by one cow and one calf repeatedly (apparently, we had difficult child cows and didn't know it) and after 2 hours, we finally roped them with 2 ropes and literally dragged them into the trailer one at a time...BUT no one stopped smiling. We were covered with *mud* (yeah, THAT'S what it was) from head to toe, every one of us, including the kids, but everyone kept their humor and laughed. No one was hurt, the cows are being sold as we speak, and all in all, it made for a good, memorable day.
So I not only got nothing for Mother's Day, I got covered in *stuff*, and it was still a good day. Hm. No wonder people think I'm odd.
Saturday easy child cooked bbq beef for supper AND cleaned up MOST of the kitchen afterwards. Then I took the family bowling.
Sunday, we sold cows and calves. It was quite possibly the worst day we've EVER had working cattle, everyone was taken down by one cow and one calf repeatedly (apparently, we had difficult child cows and didn't know it) and after 2 hours, we finally roped them with 2 ropes and literally dragged them into the trailer one at a time...BUT no one stopped smiling. We were covered with *mud* (yeah, THAT'S what it was) from head to toe, every one of us, including the kids, but everyone kept their humor and laughed. No one was hurt, the cows are being sold as we speak, and all in all, it made for a good, memorable day.
So I not only got nothing for Mother's Day, I got covered in *stuff*, and it was still a good day. Hm. No wonder people think I'm odd.
mom_to_3
Active Member
Ha, ha! That gave me a chuckle! Let us know how it goes!
mom_to_3
Active Member
I don't think you odd, I think you had a fun, lively day to remember! And, you got so much more than "nothing", but I knew exactly what you meant! Glad you enjoyed your day.
'Chelle
Active Member
My day was ok. Got a lovely card from easy child they made in school (got a couple tears in my eyes) with a tissue flower bouquet, a rose plant from all of them, and an "oh yeah, happy mother's day" from difficult child. Did the laundry as usual for Sunday (BLEH). Went to visit my mom, and her memory is just shot, and she's finally starting to admit it, tho it worries us not much we can do for now. Picked up some supper, and got to watch Survivor finale with no interruptions. A pretty good day. The only thing better would be the gift I always ask for whenever any of them ask what I want - a overnight stay at a hotel in a room with a jacuzzi/spa tub all by myself completely alone with a good book, movies I get to pick to watch on the TV and room service. SIGH haven't gotten it yet.
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flutterbee
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I forgot the *best* part.
Since easy child took off to go see his girlfriend before I got up and he said he owes me breakfast, he wanted me to get up early this morning so he could cook me breakfast.
So, I got up. easy child didn't.
Have I mentioned that I am not a morning person?
Since easy child took off to go see his girlfriend before I got up and he said he owes me breakfast, he wanted me to get up early this morning so he could cook me breakfast.
So, I got up. easy child didn't.
Have I mentioned that I am not a morning person?
Marguerite
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Our Mothers Day was a bit different. difficult child 1 didn't remember (as usual) although I did have a mysterious text message on my phone (I noticed it this morning - Tuesday) wishing me a happy mothers day, but from a number I don't recognise.
easy child rang to wish me a happy mothers day. easy child 2/difficult child 2 & boyfriend sidled into the room partway through the call to give me a pair of fluffy bed socks. difficult child 3 behind was saying, "I need to do something - I know, I'll get your breakfast for you!"
I had to get off the phone fast to prevent the attempted breakfast, since I only have muesli and I need my diet pill at the same time - it's all too complicated. I also had to rush to pick up mother in law & head for church. Breakfast, get dressed, find footwear, get car, get mother in law - all in ten minutes.
After church they had lunch on the verandah overlooking the beach. The day was sunny (very warm, for autumn) and we enjoyed a chat with friends and a relax before heading back home.
mother in law stayed and we watched a movie together. Then I got difficult child 3 to help me get dinner (since he didn't get the chance to get me breakfast). Of course he grumbled all the way through setting up the roast chicken.
All in all, a better Mothers Day than many I've had.
Past nightmares - EVERY YEAR that I've had a kid at the local school, I've had to endure the school using Mothers Day as a fundraiser. Notes come home asking us to donate something to the value of $5. "Please wrap it."
Of course, a lot of people don't donate. Few wrap it.
So the mothers club has a working bee ("any volunteers?") in the school hall, wrapping cheap stuff that someone has rushed out and hastily bought from the $2 shop.
Then another note comes home. "Please send your child in with $5 tomorrow so they can buy something nice for Mothers Day."
Now, I've had past experience with this. I do not like feeling exploited just because the school wants to raise money and Mothers Day is a good excuse. I also do not like having to buy something for $5, wrap it, then send in another $5 for my kid to maybe buy it back. Or to maybe buy something worth far less and in questionable condition. So I send a note back in saying, "I do not want my child to participate."
So after school my kid has a note from his teacher. "You must have forgotten to send in money with your child, we lent him $5 so he could buy something, you can pay us back tomorrow." Along with comments about the child feeling left out, surely I didn't mean he should be singled out as the only kid with a stingy mother, etc.
So once again I have been dragged into the rank commercialism and emotional blackmail of the whole scam.
And on Mothers Day I get to find out what I have spent at least $10 on. That is, assuming my child hasn't lost it/broken it/eaten it.
Past treasures acquired this way -
1) a violent purple bath bomb which I KNOW was being sold in the reject bins at Target, 2 for $1. I had made the mistake of buying a few, only to discover that it takes several hours' scouring to get the purple stains out of the bathtub.
2) a collection of ten lipsticks. On closer inspection, they are mostly duplicates, three different colours and all various shades of either bright red or hot pink, none of which come close to suiting me, all marked "Sample - not for resale" and all previously used.
3) a half-melted $2 chocolate bar.
4) a bathroom plastic pompom 'sponge' made from recycled onion bags.
5) an opened packet of tea bags (I don't drink tea).
And many more, mercifully forgettable.
What really made me angry, especially with difficult child 3, was the way my kid was often knowingly talked into buying utter rubbish by Mothers Club members desperate to shift the less popular trash by selling it to a gullible, vulnerable difficult child who really had no idea what it was all about.
The items I get which I DO value, are the hand-made cards. These were made in class and for me, represent a more genuine spirit of love and caring. Nobody had any vested motive in exploiting my child to get him to cooperate - all they were trying to do was get him to do something nice for someone else, which I valued.
I really don't mind that difficult child 1 forgot, or that difficult child 3, now freed from the tyranny of Mothers Club manipulation, hadn't bought anything. What I value is the genuine response, the kid who remembers without being told, or even the one who steps in and says, "I forgot - now what would you like me to do for you?"
I value the honesty, I guess. Because when they DO say to me, "Happy Mothers Day!" I know they mean it.
And it didn't cost me $10 to buy someone else's second hand trash.
Marg
easy child rang to wish me a happy mothers day. easy child 2/difficult child 2 & boyfriend sidled into the room partway through the call to give me a pair of fluffy bed socks. difficult child 3 behind was saying, "I need to do something - I know, I'll get your breakfast for you!"
I had to get off the phone fast to prevent the attempted breakfast, since I only have muesli and I need my diet pill at the same time - it's all too complicated. I also had to rush to pick up mother in law & head for church. Breakfast, get dressed, find footwear, get car, get mother in law - all in ten minutes.
After church they had lunch on the verandah overlooking the beach. The day was sunny (very warm, for autumn) and we enjoyed a chat with friends and a relax before heading back home.
mother in law stayed and we watched a movie together. Then I got difficult child 3 to help me get dinner (since he didn't get the chance to get me breakfast). Of course he grumbled all the way through setting up the roast chicken.
All in all, a better Mothers Day than many I've had.
Past nightmares - EVERY YEAR that I've had a kid at the local school, I've had to endure the school using Mothers Day as a fundraiser. Notes come home asking us to donate something to the value of $5. "Please wrap it."
Of course, a lot of people don't donate. Few wrap it.
So the mothers club has a working bee ("any volunteers?") in the school hall, wrapping cheap stuff that someone has rushed out and hastily bought from the $2 shop.
Then another note comes home. "Please send your child in with $5 tomorrow so they can buy something nice for Mothers Day."
Now, I've had past experience with this. I do not like feeling exploited just because the school wants to raise money and Mothers Day is a good excuse. I also do not like having to buy something for $5, wrap it, then send in another $5 for my kid to maybe buy it back. Or to maybe buy something worth far less and in questionable condition. So I send a note back in saying, "I do not want my child to participate."
So after school my kid has a note from his teacher. "You must have forgotten to send in money with your child, we lent him $5 so he could buy something, you can pay us back tomorrow." Along with comments about the child feeling left out, surely I didn't mean he should be singled out as the only kid with a stingy mother, etc.
So once again I have been dragged into the rank commercialism and emotional blackmail of the whole scam.
And on Mothers Day I get to find out what I have spent at least $10 on. That is, assuming my child hasn't lost it/broken it/eaten it.
Past treasures acquired this way -
1) a violent purple bath bomb which I KNOW was being sold in the reject bins at Target, 2 for $1. I had made the mistake of buying a few, only to discover that it takes several hours' scouring to get the purple stains out of the bathtub.
2) a collection of ten lipsticks. On closer inspection, they are mostly duplicates, three different colours and all various shades of either bright red or hot pink, none of which come close to suiting me, all marked "Sample - not for resale" and all previously used.
3) a half-melted $2 chocolate bar.
4) a bathroom plastic pompom 'sponge' made from recycled onion bags.
5) an opened packet of tea bags (I don't drink tea).
And many more, mercifully forgettable.
What really made me angry, especially with difficult child 3, was the way my kid was often knowingly talked into buying utter rubbish by Mothers Club members desperate to shift the less popular trash by selling it to a gullible, vulnerable difficult child who really had no idea what it was all about.
The items I get which I DO value, are the hand-made cards. These were made in class and for me, represent a more genuine spirit of love and caring. Nobody had any vested motive in exploiting my child to get him to cooperate - all they were trying to do was get him to do something nice for someone else, which I valued.
I really don't mind that difficult child 1 forgot, or that difficult child 3, now freed from the tyranny of Mothers Club manipulation, hadn't bought anything. What I value is the genuine response, the kid who remembers without being told, or even the one who steps in and says, "I forgot - now what would you like me to do for you?"
I value the honesty, I guess. Because when they DO say to me, "Happy Mothers Day!" I know they mean it.
And it didn't cost me $10 to buy someone else's second hand trash.
Marg
SRL
Active Member
M, I'm still chuckling over the purple bath bomb. I can just see a child proudly presenting that to mom with a "Now you can take a nice relaxing bath...".
I have to admit that I was a nicer mother since taking the No Cooking On Mother's Day stance. I went out to Kroger and grabbed a Starbucks, then picked up my fruit and veggie trays and stuffed them into the fridge.
At breakfast one of the kids asked me "What do you want to do for Mother's Day?" and then quickly answered himself "Oh, that's right, you don't have any choice." True, true..
Chatted with my mom and then went to what I'm sure was thought of up as punishment: the parent-teen class at church designed to help us understand the other side better (we decided we'd likely bond better over dodge ball than the discussion questions). When we got home my kids did my gifts: an assortment of homemade cards, poems, and stories. My oldest wrote me some abbreviated classics (War & Peace--Once there was a mother and a teenager. Sometimes there was war. Sometimes there was peace.) He also painted an orc miniature in pinks and reds, standing in the midst of flowers and holding a spear tipped with a heart like Cupid. (Young moms take note, this is what you get when you read Lord of the Rings to your sons). I asked for tickets to go see Prince Caspian and we'll go do that together on Saturday.
It was a pretty quiet dinner at my in-laws. No one said a word about the storebought stuff and in fact, the kids downed a bunch of it.
Thanks for commiserating with me and sharing your stories. You moms rock!
I have to admit that I was a nicer mother since taking the No Cooking On Mother's Day stance. I went out to Kroger and grabbed a Starbucks, then picked up my fruit and veggie trays and stuffed them into the fridge.
At breakfast one of the kids asked me "What do you want to do for Mother's Day?" and then quickly answered himself "Oh, that's right, you don't have any choice." True, true..
Chatted with my mom and then went to what I'm sure was thought of up as punishment: the parent-teen class at church designed to help us understand the other side better (we decided we'd likely bond better over dodge ball than the discussion questions). When we got home my kids did my gifts: an assortment of homemade cards, poems, and stories. My oldest wrote me some abbreviated classics (War & Peace--Once there was a mother and a teenager. Sometimes there was war. Sometimes there was peace.) He also painted an orc miniature in pinks and reds, standing in the midst of flowers and holding a spear tipped with a heart like Cupid. (Young moms take note, this is what you get when you read Lord of the Rings to your sons). I asked for tickets to go see Prince Caspian and we'll go do that together on Saturday.
It was a pretty quiet dinner at my in-laws. No one said a word about the storebought stuff and in fact, the kids downed a bunch of it.
Thanks for commiserating with me and sharing your stories. You moms rock!
SONS GONE WILD
Moms goin' crazy
I woke up to hearing pc7 year old daughter in her room (I keep a baby monitor on because she always wakes up in the middle of the night) - she was sweet to let me sleep late, but didn't realize her tv woke me up - hearing it through the monitor! Come to find out, she was making her bed and cleaning her room for me for mothers day! Sooo sweet. Got a few nice gifts from husband and pcs 1 and 2. difficult child wandered in "early" that morning and slept most of the day. I enjoyed my boiled seafood and time at the pool, but gave difficult child a piece of my mind because once he finally woke up, went off with friends and barely spent a minute at home. (He did give me a card and some strawberries covered in Godiva chocolate.)Although, my PMS was out of control, anything would have ticked me off. All in all, a nice day though.
