Mothers Day or Just Sunday?
In England, it’s Mother’s Day today (Sunday 14 March). I learned, whilst studying for the Life in the UK Citizenship test (yes, I had to take it…I passed) that Mother’s Day, or Mothering Sunday, is always the 3rd Sunday before Easter in the UK. In the US, Mother’s Day is always the first Sunday in May. You can learn more about the historical signficance of Mother’s Day in the UK at Bringing Up Charlie.
This is my second-ever Mother’s Day. I was allowed a wee lie-in this morning before Little Miss and Hubby came trundling up the stairs with a cup of tea, a lovely card from Little Miss and a small bottle of Bailey’s from Hubby. We had a nice few hours this morning before the “terrible two” who’s recently taken up residence in my 21 month old daughter took hold. Being overtired and overemotional didn’t help her mood or mine. Thus ended the fun of Mother’s Day. Temper tantrums and “no-Mummy” ensued and Mummy didn’t feel so very special today. I’ve found that on the weekend, Little Miss becomes a total Daddy’s girl. I’m happy for him as she’s been quite the Mummy’s girl until recently. However, it sure makes me feel worthless and helpless! And on Mother’s Day as well.
Perhaps that’s my problem, though. I have always tried to make holidays, whether “card company holidays” or not, special and fun. My dad taught me how to do that. Has it now made me expect far too much from special days? Should I just let them pass, virtually unnoticed? Should I lower Little Miss’ expectations so much that she’s never disappointed? I don’t think so. How do you spend your Mother’s Day or Father’s Day or St. David’s Day? Does your other half consider it important or not? And if you’re opposed in your wishes, how do you work it out? Is today just another Sunday for you and your family? As this is only my second Mother’s Day, I would love to know what everyone else thinks. Happy Mother’s Day to you all, while I’m at it!















Just a normal sunday for us in this household too, unfortunately!
I, like you, was greeted with a card & some flowers this morning – but that was after i’d made a cup of tea & a sausage sandwich & bought it up to my hungover darling husband.
He is currently now at the football, watching Manchester United play against Fulham.
Honestly, i dont mind though – he is a great hubby, a great father & always ‘does his bit’ & i love him, lots.
I do wish he would acknowledge occasions like this a little more though, i suppose……
I’d be quite happy to let it pass as any other Sunday; but Amy brought me a beautiful home made trinket box this morning, which she’d made at school. I was totally overwhelmed. No card, but hugging my special girl was priceless and nothing can match that.
Enjoy the rest of your day!
CJ xx
Actually Mother’s Day is always the 2nd Sunday in May in the US, not the first – I’ll never forget it since it always falls the week after my mother’s birthday!
No matter what country we’ve been in the boys have made an effort to do something special for me and allow me a lie in. In the US, I typically got my mother cards and new plants for her flower beds – although it’s still a bit cold here for that to happen.
Mother’s Day is much more exciting now that Clever Preschooler is old enough to make his own cards – I think at Little Miss’s age their still too young to get it!
Sorry it’s been a little up and down today but that’s just part of being a mum eh? You should still celebrate yourself and enjoy keeping special days a family tradition.
I got a lovely card from my eldest and a bag of sweet treats from the hubby. Nothing but toothmarks in my leg from teething one-year-old!
Happy Mum’s Day anyway.
I have the same problem. I plan and try to create perfect days with an image in my head of exactly how things will go. And then I’m bitterly dissapointed on the actual holiday because it’s not like I expected. I actually spent most of Valentine’s Day afternoon in tears this year.
Slowly, I am learning that while it’s okay to do your best to plan a perfect day, there’s no such thing. The pictures in our head of the perfection creates such a high standard that we don’t appreciate the things that don’t fall into that picture.
The prefect holidays you remember as a child have probably become more golden through memory and the fact that you were looking at it from a child’s perspective.
On Valentine’s Day, after my tears were dry and I was putting the older kids to bed, they both told me independently and without prompting, that that day had been “the best day ever!”
And it actually did turn out pretty good, to tell the truth, even if it wasn’t like I pictured it.
This morning I suggested to the boy that he made me a card, shouted at the husband to help after the boy covered the floor in glitter, dumped both boys on the husband and kicked him out of bed so I could go back for another 1/2 hour. The boy made me toast although I doubt the husband had much to do with it. I don’t mind a lack of fuss but a brief acknowledgement would be appreciated.
I hear you sister!
We really should go on strike!
My husband is more a ‘little things every day’ than a ‘big things on special days’ kind of guy. Unless he puts his whole self in to the big things, then he goes huge, but that’s happened like twice in 7 years, so… I guess I’d rather have the little things every day guy though… but a fuss now and then would be nice too.
I would prefer the “little things every day” as well…alas… Thanks for the comment lovely!