I remember my first Mother’s Day. My girls were right at four months old. I was incredibly grateful to have joined the ranks of motherhood, but I was tired…so very, very tired. How wonderful it would have been to have a break.
But I didn’t get a break that year. I changed just as many diapers, washed just as many bottles, dealt with just as much laundry as I had the many days before.
While I have yet to enjoy the elusive “day off”, my subsequent Mother’s Days haven’t been quite so grueling. Certainly at six years old, my girls are largely self-sufficient. They’re bundles of energy, but they’re so much fun.
I wanted to spend the day with my girls on Sunday. I’m working full-time these days, and they are in kindergarten, so our downtime is a tiny fraction of what it used to be. I cherish being with them on the weekends, and I wanted nothing more than to hang out with them and enjoy the spoils of being a mommy.
What I didn’t see as part of my Mother’s Day “bliss”, though, was disciplining my children for talking back to me, or for saying an inappropriate word. I counted three time-outs between the two girls. At age six, that’s a bit unusual (fortunately), but it had to be done.
And I certainly didn’t plan to get a “throw-up call” from Baby B a couple of hours after bedtime. She somehow didn’t get any on her bed, but it was all over her…prompting a full shower and then drying her hair, and then doing a big load of laundry.
During these not-so-blissful times, there was a part of me that wanted to say, “Seriously??? On Mother’s Day??!!! The last thing I want is to put you in time out!”
But I stopped myself.
We may take a break from time to time (a well-deserved break, no doubt!), but our job as mothers never stops. It changes, and it gets easier in many ways, but this is who I am.
This line of thought helped me keep things in perspective on Sunday. Certainly I would have enjoyed a perfectly planned day, complete with some pomp and circumstance and some quiet time…and I definitely plan to eek out a pedicure in the next couple of weeks…but in the midst of not-so-fun, I was reminded how important my job is as a mom.
If you’re in the midst of the twinfant stage, hang in there. If your kiddos are older, but still tucker you out just as much, that’s OK. If you took some time “off” this weekend, hope it re-energized you.
Whatever stage we’re in, may we keep perspective. May we appreciate it for what it is. And may we feel the importance of our roles.
Hope everyone had a great Mother’s Day, in whatever way you marked the day!
MandyE is mom to six-year old fraternal twin girls. She blogs about their adventures, and her journey through motherhood, at Twin Trials and Triumphs.