Mother’s Day – Whose Day Is It Anyway?

I’m a Mom and I have a Mom so technically in my book it’s Mothers’ Day.  For me Mother’s Day comes at the end of ten days that are all about me, with my anniversary and birthday leading the way.  That usually means that everyone around me is sick of me, so Mother’s Day is like a big, aren’t-we-done-with-you-yet sigh? Exhale now and let’s move on to someone else.  I get it.  I get sick of me too.

For my mother I am sure that Mother’s day has never been celebrated in any proper way for her either.  I am not good at sending cards, never have been, never will be.  One reason is I hate spending $4.99 for a folded piece of paper that someone will read and then toss in the trash.  OK, I’m cheep.  For my mother this year I sent her a Jib Jab e-card staring her as one of history’s greats.  If you don’t know what a Jib Jab is, it is a video where you insert the face of your mother in it electronically and then she appears throughout the video.

The second thing I sent her was a video of Kid President’s Open Letter to Moms.

(Go watch it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQ4Rnba85o8&list=SPzvRx_johoA-YabI6FWcU-jL6nKA1Um-t&index=1).  All I can say is if you know my Mom thinking about her watching this hysterical little boy makes it even funnier.

There it is.  I am not such a great daughter; two comical messages to my mother on mother’s day, no gifts, no cards, no flowers, but I do love my mother.

Then this morning my own daughter comes up to our room and presents me with an entire Mother’s Day brochure she created.  Of course it is cry-worth, sob-inducing in the touching way she thanks me for being her mom.  It is exactly the best gift in the whole world.  One that is personal, and heartfelt and homemade.  And makes me feel like the luckiest mother and the absolutely worst daughter all at the same time.

How did I get such a good daughter and my mother gets such a terrible one?  The only thing I can think of is Carter is an only child so all the weight of Mother’s Day is on her and I have the fall back with my Mom of my two sisters to come through.  And let’s face it.  My sister Janet is the best child, so I am counting on her.  Please God let my Mother’s three daughter’s “Happy Mother’s Day” wishes equal the one daughter’s I got.