Mother's Day

So I've often heard mothers over the years complain and say that they really don't like or get Mother's Day.  Well I'm starting to understand what they mean.  And I figured where's a better place to complain/whine about it than here.  See, Mother's Day isn't really a "break" for me.  Luckily, this year my husband didn't have to leave to head to meetings at church until 9:30, usually he's gone before the kids even wake up (except Bryce, who seems to be an early bird lately).  So since he's gone, that means I have to get the kids and myself ready for church, make sure I have everything we need in the diaper bag, make sure I have everything I need for church, and get out the door and to the church.  Then I have to lug everything into the church.  I teach the music time for the children ages 3-12 and they are always expected to sing during the congregational portion of church on Mother's Day and Father's Day.  This is not cute or even remotely relaxing for me.  I always get super nervous for the kids and myself.  I don't know why, I just do.  So I can't relax until after they sing.  Luckily they do try to have them sing relatively early in the meeting.  Then I still have to go teach music time, twice, since the kids are split in half.  Not always easy, and this year we were starting to learn a pretty hard song for little kids today.  Then we end up running all over to "celebrate" the day with both mine and Ken's family.  The kids end up worn out and we're worn out.  I mean, I got some really pretty flowers and some candy and a beautiful card from my husband and kids, but I would love that any day of the year.  I think I would love it even more so out-of-the-blue than when they feel they "have" to do it.  This year, I saw many things that said that we need to shower our mother with gifts to show her how special she is.  So what's wrong with telling her that any other day of the year.

So now the kids are in bed and Ken is in bed, so what am I doing?  I'm finally enjoying my Mother's Day . . . I guess.  Who knows, maybe I'll think differently about Mother's Day as I get older and my kid's get older, but from my friends who have held the position a lot longer than me, I'm not holding my breath on that.  And maybe I'm just in a bad mood today.  Maybe I'm out of sorts from not having a kitchen most of the week.  I don't know, maybe I'll be just fine tomorrow when its no longer Mother's Day.