Happy Mother's Day!

It was Mother's Day yesterday. Kids are too small to know what that means but that doesn't mean I don't. I wouldn't have minded having breakfast in bed, you know, those heart shaped waffles, a glass of orange juice, a cup of coffee, some heart-shaped chocolates and some roses. But since the kids are too small all this would have had to be done by the Mr. So, technically it would have become "Wife's day" but there is no such thing, is there? There should be. And there should be a "Husband's day" (don't want him to feel left out, you know)

Coming back to the point, I didn't get the breakfast and no card either. Instead I made breakfast (had to), fed the kids and the big kid (the husband), washed the dishes, bathed the babies, did the laundry, put the kids down for a nap, had a cup of coffee in peace, cooked dinner, watched some tv, played with Ibbi, avoided a meltdown (highlight of the day), cleaned the house of all expired medicines and stuff, had dinner, had a major fight with Ibbi because he refused to go to sleep and so on. Maybe I am missing  a few things but I can't be bothered to relive the entire yesterday in my mind, it stresses me out to just think about the stress I had yesterday. Anyone else feel that the day gets even more stressful when the husbands are home? I am pretty sure I am not the only one who feels it.

So, by the time the kids went to sleep I was dead tired. Maybe feeling a little down because I didn't get the day I deserved (maybe just being dramatic here) But as I lay on my bed it suddenly hit me that what I had done all day was done out of love. I didn't do it because I wanted the kids to return this favour. I did what I was supposed to do. I loved my kids, nurtured them, made this home a safer place for them, put their needs before mine. Isn't it what a mother is supposed to do? All this and more without a thought of recompensation? Without holding it over the kids to return this love in the form of a card and waffles on one day? Am I making any sense to any of you? Let me put it another way. Whatever a mother does, it is out of love. It is in our DNA, we were born to be caregivers, caretakers, And there is no way anyone can recompensate all our sleepless nights, the pain of childbirth, the endless feeding sessions, the lack of social life or anything we have sacrificed for our children.

So, to all tired, exhausted, beautiful, fantastic, wonderful moms out there. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!! Keep beaing awesome, keep loving your kids, keep up with the good work.