Mother's Day Irony

Funny, isn't it. That on the day that's supposed to be "mine" to be pampered, showered with cards, rested, catered to. On this day there's not anyone here to lead the troops into this mode of "pampering mom." It's just me again and the kids. I could sulk. I could wish that things were different in my life at these moments. But it's not. It just is this. I could feel sorry for myself that on this day (tomorrow) that's supposed to be mine, it'll all just be like another day.

But really, that's just what I want for my Mother's Day. I want to be with my kids. I know I'm with them every other day of every other year. But on this day, rather than pampered and feeling rested and by myself, I'd rather share it with the ones I love the most. That's really what it's all about, right?

So I'll drive us all to breakfast (so I don't have to cook) and I'll slip away for a hike with my girlfriend (thanks, guys!) and then I'll slip back again to hang with the kiddos the rest of the day. Pretty much like most of my other days, except I won't have to do the dishes.

And, really dealing with Springtime in Colorado Springs right now, I'd be totally thrilled if I could spend some time outside without having to don a hat and gloves (seriously, this was my outfit today!). That would be the perfect present to the ordinary day

Happy Mother's Day.