My husband and daughter are usually pretty considerate (especially my husband) but we are trying to buy a house right now and we are all stressed. My husband is particularly tense since he hates any debt, and it's blowing his mind that we will have a mortgage!
Things started badly on Saturday when husband said we would go out to eat brunch that day and avoid the crowds on Sunday. I said I would rather eat out dinner (I love breakfast and don't mind cooking it; but I am very tired of planning and cooking dinner every night.) We all had a light breakfast and went grocery shopping and ran some errands, we were all starving at 3:00 so we decided to go get something to eat.
Where should we go? I really wanted to go to a particular mexican place, but husband said that's not good since it's cafeteria-style and he wanted the waitress to bring our food... so we went to a place that serves breakfast all day. It's a very nice little cafe but the waitress completely ignored me, she took my husband's order then our daughter's, then finally mine. She brought their drinks first. She gave them their food right away; later she gave me mine. I joked to my husband that I was feeling really slighted and that he should leave her a very average tip for the average service, but she was really chatty with him and ended up talking to him for a while and he is a nice guy and was really friendly to her.
My husband asked casually if I wanted to see the new Star Trek movie, and I said sure, and suddenly we are planning to see the movie the next day. And then said that I'm not his mother and he doesn't see why he has to do stuff... that our daughter should be the one making the day special! So he didn't buy me flowers or anything, and he didn't warn her ahead of time that he wasn't going to do anything for me. And since she was having a "me me me" day I was feeling REALLY unappreciated.
Since I was now making dinner Sunday, I thought I should try to make it special, so Saturday night I cooked ribs and made the BBQ sauce so I wouldn't have to do it all on Sunday.
I was up until after midnight cooking.
Sunday, I believe they forgot it was mother's day since nobody said anything nice to me (or wished me happy mother's day) until the afternoon. First thing that morning, daughter asked her dad if she could watch dvds and he said okay, so she grabs her blanket and stretches out on the sofa in front of the tv while I made everyone's breakfast, and served it to them (husband was on the loveseat reading stuff on his laptop in the living room).
Since there was no place for me to sit in the living room, I ate breakfast by myself at the kitchen table, then I worked some more on the BBQ dinner for that night. But I had to rush since we needed to get to the movie theatre. The movie was more than two hours long, and I was getting very stressed that I wouldn't have dinner ready until very late, so I wanted to get home, but our daughter wanted to buy (with her money) the bat Webkenz since her account is about to expire, so we went to the mall searching the stores for her bat.
No luck, so husband said to drop them off downtown to look for it while I go home and work on dinner. I told them that we could look for that another time, and let's all go home. But they were gone for several hours while I cooked. They got back just as it started raining and I had to start the BBQ, so I sat outside in the rain alone watching the fire (charcoal BBQ).
When I finally served dinner and was exhausted and angry. I wasn't expecting much but I did hope to be treated like I was appreciated for one day.
Our daughter had been a real pain all weekend, being really rude and unhelpful. Husband didn't make things any better by catering to her.
I know he was trying to keep things peaceful since we are all under a lot of stress, but my protests were ignored.
If anybody had asked me (which they didn't) what I wanted to do on mother's day, I would have said, "Let's get all the errands done on Saturday so we can stay home Sunday and hang out with each other. We can play Scrabble and watch a movie, put a fire in the fireplace, and when we get hungry go out and pick something up or have it delivered. I would really love to have a day to play with my husband and daughter, and not have to worry about making dinner or cleaning up."
I feel like a cad complaining. Husband thought he did okay, he took me out to eat and to a movie. But nobody listened to what I wanted, and the stupid day made me feel more unappreciated than ever.
Things started badly on Saturday when husband said we would go out to eat brunch that day and avoid the crowds on Sunday. I said I would rather eat out dinner (I love breakfast and don't mind cooking it; but I am very tired of planning and cooking dinner every night.) We all had a light breakfast and went grocery shopping and ran some errands, we were all starving at 3:00 so we decided to go get something to eat.
Where should we go? I really wanted to go to a particular mexican place, but husband said that's not good since it's cafeteria-style and he wanted the waitress to bring our food... so we went to a place that serves breakfast all day. It's a very nice little cafe but the waitress completely ignored me, she took my husband's order then our daughter's, then finally mine. She brought their drinks first. She gave them their food right away; later she gave me mine. I joked to my husband that I was feeling really slighted and that he should leave her a very average tip for the average service, but she was really chatty with him and ended up talking to him for a while and he is a nice guy and was really friendly to her.

My husband asked casually if I wanted to see the new Star Trek movie, and I said sure, and suddenly we are planning to see the movie the next day. And then said that I'm not his mother and he doesn't see why he has to do stuff... that our daughter should be the one making the day special! So he didn't buy me flowers or anything, and he didn't warn her ahead of time that he wasn't going to do anything for me. And since she was having a "me me me" day I was feeling REALLY unappreciated.

Since I was now making dinner Sunday, I thought I should try to make it special, so Saturday night I cooked ribs and made the BBQ sauce so I wouldn't have to do it all on Sunday.
I was up until after midnight cooking.Sunday, I believe they forgot it was mother's day since nobody said anything nice to me (or wished me happy mother's day) until the afternoon. First thing that morning, daughter asked her dad if she could watch dvds and he said okay, so she grabs her blanket and stretches out on the sofa in front of the tv while I made everyone's breakfast, and served it to them (husband was on the loveseat reading stuff on his laptop in the living room).
Since there was no place for me to sit in the living room, I ate breakfast by myself at the kitchen table, then I worked some more on the BBQ dinner for that night. But I had to rush since we needed to get to the movie theatre. The movie was more than two hours long, and I was getting very stressed that I wouldn't have dinner ready until very late, so I wanted to get home, but our daughter wanted to buy (with her money) the bat Webkenz since her account is about to expire, so we went to the mall searching the stores for her bat.
No luck, so husband said to drop them off downtown to look for it while I go home and work on dinner. I told them that we could look for that another time, and let's all go home. But they were gone for several hours while I cooked. They got back just as it started raining and I had to start the BBQ, so I sat outside in the rain alone watching the fire (charcoal BBQ).

When I finally served dinner and was exhausted and angry. I wasn't expecting much but I did hope to be treated like I was appreciated for one day.
Our daughter had been a real pain all weekend, being really rude and unhelpful. Husband didn't make things any better by catering to her.
I know he was trying to keep things peaceful since we are all under a lot of stress, but my protests were ignored.If anybody had asked me (which they didn't) what I wanted to do on mother's day, I would have said, "Let's get all the errands done on Saturday so we can stay home Sunday and hang out with each other. We can play Scrabble and watch a movie, put a fire in the fireplace, and when we get hungry go out and pick something up or have it delivered. I would really love to have a day to play with my husband and daughter, and not have to worry about making dinner or cleaning up."
I feel like a cad complaining. Husband thought he did okay, he took me out to eat and to a movie. But nobody listened to what I wanted, and the stupid day made me feel more unappreciated than ever.








Seriously, I'm just kidding about being totally evil--but I also wouldn't kill myself for him on father's day if he doesn't think mother's day is a big deal.

It's really sweet that your daughter wants a do-over.
: I would have melted down lol


