Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Mother's Day, What I really want to say is....

I had no idea that Mother's Day was this coming up Sunday. My comment: I'm too busy being a mommy to know things like that. As I'm sitting at my desk, I glance over at my page-a-day calendar. It says April 30th. The days scramble together and leave this weird aftertaste. Did that 24 hour span of time really happen? Obviously something happened between now and a week ago to suck me into a wormhole. I don't know the day right now, let alone that Sunday is a holiday where I am supposed to be celebrated as this tights and cape wearing hero called "Mommy".

So let me say, today is not April 30th, and the first of May has come and gone days ago. It's May....(I have to look, honestly) May 5th. Our rent was due five days ago (oops), I have no milk in the fridge (must stop and get some), and I'm too tired to express how tired I am (trust me. I'm tired). Mother's day is this. It's screaming in the morning to get out of bed because we are running late again. It's wondering if the boys brushed their teeth because I didn't have time to check because I was pumping the baby's morning bottle. (Insert deep breath here.) It's waking up at 2am just to worry about what I need to do at 5am while shoving a piece of 'cake bread' in my mouth. (tossing in chocolate chips was such a good idea.) It's chaos and flipping insanity. It's tearing apart every weird place Logan may have put his silly purple McDonald's Hot Wheel, and praying Connor doesn't notice I gave his away because I couldn't find Logan's. It's helping Connor play his Spiderman game because killing Black Venom is too hard, and mushing friendship bread again and again with Logan, even though it is ridiculous (his word). Today is Mother's Day, and tomorrow is too, because that's what I am. Sometimes I may not be so good at this Mommy thing....but I'll wake up tomorrow and celebrate again. I'll mush the bread, and beat up Black Venom, and beat my three minute shower record.

So what I really want to say is, Happy day, mothers.
I don't know about you, but that's what I'm shooting for.