A couple of weeks ago, a friend who reads Mastering Mommy Brain shared with me that she loved reading the website, because it made her realize the lives that people share through Facebook and other social media are really not always “real life” and that people sometimes hide their real lives.
Well, I just posted some pics on my personal FB page tonight, of the precious Mother’s Day we celebrated. I then felt compelled to walk out to my deck, glass of wine in one hand, laptop in the other, and let you know what really went down this weekend in my house.
Saturday was a perfectly blissful family day – we went to a fair where the kids had a blast running around enjoying the outdoors. We returned home to enjoy a well balanced lunch, that everyone ate with no fuss, and our kids both napped during the same 3 hour span. I caught up on laundry and dishes and even had time to do a bit of work to get ahead for Monday. When our munchkins woke up, we had played in the backyard, and went for a walk around the neighborhood. It ended with an at home date night dinner from my favorite sushi restaurant (my husband hates sushi, so it was a compromise) and we watched the Celtics win. To me, as sad as this may sound, it was an incredible day, and it set expectations for Mother’s Day (which my son kept talking about and giving me a kiss every time it was even mentioned) pretty darn high.
On to today, Mother’s Day. At 7 am, we heard a great big bang. My husband jumped out of bed, so that I would sleep in a bit more, and went to tend to the bang (aka, my son). As I rolled over thinking that I would sleep til at least 8, I heard an “oh s$#t” come from the bathroom, followed shortly by my name. My husband rarely curses in front of the kids, and I knew that he would not wake me if he didn’t need me, so I was up. On to help with a bit of an accident in the bathroom. Imagine the worst in your mind, and then multiply it by 3. That’s all the details I am going into.
My daughter was up at this stage, screaming and ticked off that clearly the rest of us were awake and together and she was not, so she was immediately in diva mode, and would not be placed down for one minute. The morning progressed with many more meltdowns than usual and by 9:00, I was on my 3rd cup of coffee and felt like there was no way we were catching up on the day.
When we get overwhelmed in our house, the best head clearing exercise I have found is to get outside, and take in whatever Mother Nature has to offer. We decided to scrap our plans of driving 45 minutes to a beach I had wanted to check out, and went 10 minutes away to a park/lake area. We had a great time walking around the lake until I realized my wallet was missing. I didn’t know if I had dropped it on the trail (after walking around the lake 2 more times, the answer was a resounding “no”)…or someone took it from my bag when we were at the playground. I kept asking the question “Who steals from a diaper bag on MOTHER’S DAY?!”(We found out later that afternoon, after calling the police to report it as missing, calling credit card companies to get new cards, etc. that it was just in a different pocketbook, and I never had it with me at all.)
We continued to try to get the day back on a good path and went to grab lunch, however my favorite sandwich place was closed because their bread order did not come in. Seriously?! We decided to try a new spot, and were having a great time until my son threw up his sandwich, into my hands of course, (see emergency bag post, it’s what he does when he is too excited), and at that point, I was ready for ALL of us to have a good nap session.
Naps were shorter than they should have been and as my son walked down the stairs, he said, “is mother’s day finally over?” It was at that moment my husband and I looked at each other and started laughing. We realized, I didn’t need a day that had a title on it where my kids and husband showed their appreciation for me…I get those days and those moments all year-long. For the rest of the day, we decided to scrap any official plans we had, and just enjoy our family, which we are so incredibly lucky and grateful to have. We saved my husband’s dinner menu for another night and ordered pizza, we played cars, tea party, and more in the playroom for a couple of hours, and we all snuggled up on the bed to read some bedtime stories. For me, the day was what motherhood is all about –creating memories and smiles, cleaning up all kinds of bodily fluids, managing temper tantrums and finally, knowing that everyone is tucked in for a good night’s sleep.
If you ask, I had an amazing Mother’s Day, because I think Saturday was just that for me. I hope that all the moms out there had incredible days with their children. If though, you had a day that was a bit trying at times, and start to feel bad looking at perfect pictures of moms and their little ones that are filling the Facebook news feeds, remember that there is more to a picture than meets the eye.
Here is one of my pictures from today that my son insisted upon me taking. It is our shadows holding hands on our walk around the lake because our shadows love each other too.
Happy Mother’s Day!!!