Mother's Day is closing in again. I am not excited about it. I have issues with being severely disappointed and depressed over Mother's Day (and my b-day too). As it grows closer I shut down and tell my husband and kids I don't want anything or to do anything. Of course this is not true. I feel like I get 2 days a year that are MINE. My b-day and Mother's Day. I should be queen for those days. I should get lavished gifts and everyone I know should celebrate ME (more so on the b-day). The reality year after year after year is no one does anything for me. My husband always has to work on my b-day well he gets off once every 7 years when it falls on Monday his only day off. I get no birthday cards or calls from anyone but my husband. He is horrible at giving gifts! He always gets me something I don't like or want and the only way around it is if I tell him what to buy me. What is the point of a gift, if I tell him what to get or pick it out myself?
My husband works every Mother's Day. I stay home and do what I always do. Care for our 3 kids. I know they are 8,5, and 3, and are kids but they don't put any effort into Mother's Day either. It's always just another forgotten day. And if I go out, it is awful! I see tons of families and mommies all happy together. Dressed up nice, going out to eat, getting flowers and gifts. People say celebrate it on your husbands day off. NO! I am very against celebrating anything of importance on another day to fit a schedule. That's like celebrating Christmas on another day because you have to work (my dh works Christmas too). Mother's Day is Mother's Day! My Birthday is my birthday! I'm not going to pretend it's on another day then it really is.
So I feel like I have given my whole life to motherhood. I do SO MUCH for everyone else ALL the time. I always make my kid's and husband's birthdays super special (father's day too). How come no one does it for me? How can I accept that it is the way it is? Husband has to work. We always ask for the day off and the answer is always NO. How can I soften the blow of getting a crappy gift and staying home to wipes butts when I feel like my family should be taking me to my favorite resort for the weekend, surprising me with gifts I like and want, and making the whole day about and for ME?