So Mother’s Day is right around the corner, if this was your first indication of that, you are in a pretty sticky situation. I have always wondered why if you forget Mother’s Day it is far worse of a crime, almost unforgivable, than forgetting Father’s Day. Maybe it is because we, mothers, carry you nine long months, all the while puking our brains out, and having our bodies turn into the close replica of the local “Holiday Inn”. Then we have the pleasure of either having to push out or reenact the infamous Alien scene in birthing an 8 pound bowling ball.
Then there are the endless nights of the lack of sleep, diapers, and vomit flu fests. Let’s not forget to mention being the sucker that drew the shortest straw and now has to drive you and four of your troglodyte peers to and from practice for the season and then has the joys of having to fill in as the “team laundry” mom since the coach wants to save money.
These said hardships are only the tip of the iceberg of what moms endure for the sake of loving her kids. Most of us never complain, unless we have a blog to carry that burden, and we take our job seriously. So, if you forgot that special mom, get your butt in gear and go take care of business in doing something that shows her that you appreciate her and the role that she had in your life. Buying a card isn’t going to cut it.
If you are still stumped, you can go on over to my recent cold hard cash published piece for a few ideas (yes, I am tooting my horn… TOOT, TOOT!) that is on the new and updated Blissfully Domestic web-based magizine.
Good luck and may I only hear of wonderful “Mama is happy” stories come Monday!
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