Mothers Day | the 80/20 mom

Since I won’t be posting on Sunday, I wanted to take this opportunity to wish a happy early Mother’s Day to all the moms in the blogosphere. I’m so happy to have found this community of witty, articulate, intelligent women who, I have no doubt, are doing a kick-ass job of raising their children. I don’t always have time to comment, but I read your posts every day. Sometimes you make me laugh, and sometimes you make me sad, but almost always I find myself nodding my head along in agreement. You have made me feel, for lack of a better word, like a “normal” mom.

This year I will celebrate Mother’s Day for the first time. I’m really not much of a holiday person overall. I don’t make a big deal out of my birthday, and I could take or leave most of the other major holidays. But for some reason, I’m super excited to celebrate being a mom. Maybe it’s because I feel like I’ve been subjected to a six-month, grueling endurance test and I need some recognition for it. Maybe it’s because I get to revel in finally becoming a member of the sisterhood of moms. I think it’s most likely because I’m bone-tired and feel like I’ve sacrificed so much over the past half-year, and I want to be commended, damn it!

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We’ll be going out to my mom’s house for a nice brunch with her, my sister (mom extraordinaire), and my grandma. I don’t really expect, or even want, to receive any gifts or flowers from my partner. There are just a few simple things I would like that would make this Mother’s Day complete.

To get to sleep in. And by sleep in, I mean to not be the one to get up to give baby P. his first morning feeding. It would be nice to get out of bed on my own schedule for just one day.
To eat a hot meal with two hands
To wear something other than a milk-stained hoodie and track pants. To do something with my hair other than put it up in a pony-tail.
An hour out of the day when I’m not feeding, cooking, cleaning, or entertaining. Short of that, one day where I just don’t have to load or unload the dishwasher. Ugh. The never-ending cycle of that dishwasher.
Maybe a cookie. This isn’t necessarily specific to Mother’s Day; I just really like cookies

But mostly, all I want is:

To spend the day with my partner and my baby. To know that they appreciate me for all that I do, and recognize that I’m doing my best, and that everything I do is out of love for them.

I hope that you all have a wonderful Mother’s Day, whether you’re honouring your mom or being honoured yourself. A special happy Mother’s Day to all the fellow moms celebrating for the first time this year. You’re doing a good job! Keep it up!