Here is what I am most looking forward to this Mother's Day--my parents are hosting the boys for their first post-COVID sleepover the night before, so I am going to wake up in a house with no kids. A quiet morning with my coffee and my book and the guarantee of nobody coming in to ask me to read to them or to put on a show.
Mother’s Day usually coincides with “safe to plant” weather in Chicago, and it is literally the only time of year I remotely feel like doing any gardening. So naturally this year it will be 45 degrees and grey. And I will spend most of my day watching my kids play baseball...which I usually enjoy, except when it is cold.
I just want to sleep in and have them bring me my Sbux latte and cards with thoughtful messages. My money is on maaaaaybe the latte this year. Oh, well. Maybe I can ask for a literal rain check LOL
This year I'll be watching my niece play the last softball game of her college career and having a semi-distanced celebration picnic for her with all my in-laws. It's fine. I'm proud of her. But ugh, I just don't wanna. My teenage daughter has hinted that she got me a great present, and she'll rope her little brother into making a card, so there's that, and that's good enough.
I'm a single mom. Last mother's day we celebrated by me making pancakes and my 3-yo daughter brushing her hair with her syrup-covered fork. Essentially, anything is up from here.
I've asked that we just ignore MD this year. It's never good. I always end up mad. And let's face it: my mothering game has not been the best this year. I know, I know: pandemic. But still. Can we just...not?
Two years ago, my friends and all - all 14 of us - left our families behind and went to Paris and Barcelona. On Mother's Day, we started the day at the top of the Eifel Tower drinking champagne and ended it by starting a massive dance party at the Palais de Tokoyo. We all looked amazing and had the most spectacular time and I'm quite certain nothing will ever top that so I've managed my expectations. HA!
Here is what I am most looking forward to this Mother's Day--my parents are hosting the boys for their first post-COVID sleepover the night before, so I am going to wake up in a house with no kids. A quiet morning with my coffee and my book and the guarantee of nobody coming in to ask me to read to them or to put on a show.
YOUR BABY FILLS YOUR CAR WITH GARBAGE.................this is the ZENITH of parenting chestnut-copy-editing!
Mother’s Day usually coincides with “safe to plant” weather in Chicago, and it is literally the only time of year I remotely feel like doing any gardening. So naturally this year it will be 45 degrees and grey. And I will spend most of my day watching my kids play baseball...which I usually enjoy, except when it is cold.
I just want to sleep in and have them bring me my Sbux latte and cards with thoughtful messages. My money is on maaaaaybe the latte this year. Oh, well. Maybe I can ask for a literal rain check LOL
This year I'll be watching my niece play the last softball game of her college career and having a semi-distanced celebration picnic for her with all my in-laws. It's fine. I'm proud of her. But ugh, I just don't wanna. My teenage daughter has hinted that she got me a great present, and she'll rope her little brother into making a card, so there's that, and that's good enough.
I'm a single mom. Last mother's day we celebrated by me making pancakes and my 3-yo daughter brushing her hair with her syrup-covered fork. Essentially, anything is up from here.
I've asked that we just ignore MD this year. It's never good. I always end up mad. And let's face it: my mothering game has not been the best this year. I know, I know: pandemic. But still. Can we just...not?
Perfect. Loved this guest post.
Two years ago, my friends and all - all 14 of us - left our families behind and went to Paris and Barcelona. On Mother's Day, we started the day at the top of the Eifel Tower drinking champagne and ended it by starting a massive dance party at the Palais de Tokoyo. We all looked amazing and had the most spectacular time and I'm quite certain nothing will ever top that so I've managed my expectations. HA!