My idea of a perfect Mother’s day…
It starts on Friday afternoon. My husband shows up from work early and sends me to a hotel for the night. I go to the hotel where I order room service, soak in a luxurious bubble bath and spend the night reading a good book without interruptions. Saturday I get to sleep in until I wake up- rather until I get woken up- and order room service for breakfast.
After breakfast I go downstairs for my spa treatment- well, much to my surprise it’s multiple spa treatments and I’m pampered for much of the morning and early afternoon. After my spa treatments I check out of the hotel where I get a call from a friend- we’re going to lunch and then shopping for whatever (most likely shoes and books) before going to see the latest chic flick movie.
Meanwhile at home my house is being cleaned by my children and husband.
I come home late Saturday night feeling relaxed and ready to spend time with my family on Mother’s day. I wake up Sunday morning to breakfast in bed and the cards and gifts made by my children for me and flowers from my husband. Everyone is happy and there is no fighting or yelling. This pleasantness continues and we decide to go for a drive in the mountains to enjoy a picnic lunch made by anyone but me. There is frolicking and wildflower picking when we stop in a field for lunch. The kids all fall asleep on the way home and then I get to take a long, quiet, Sunday afternoon nap. I wake up to the delicious smells of my husband making dinner- which everyone eats without complaint- and then happily does the dishes, including everything that has to be washed by hand and the counters get wiped down and the floor swept.
When it’s time for bed all the children go when they’re told and sleep immediately. I snuggle quietly with my husband as he tells me how much he appreciates me and how much I do for him and our kids. That would be a great weekend.
Of course it didn’t happen like this- and any one of these things happening is a pipe dream.
But a girl can dream right? Maybe I need to lower my expectations.
Honestly though- 24 hours of non-fighting from the kids, and non-yelling at the kids from the dad and other people cooking and doing dishes would be gift enough.
What is your idea of a perfect mother’s day?
What did your family do for you?
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I’m gonna copy this post and send it to my dear hubby so I can give him some ideas without being a whiny nag….think it’ll work?
My Mother’s Day was lousy. My hubby hurt is back a few days ago and was totally incapacitated. So, I got to be the mommy and the daddy all day in addition to teaching our Primary class with my 9 month old crawling all over me and attempting to eat the geranium I got in sacrament meeting, then went and worked my 12 hour night shift. Not one of the more warm and fuzzy holidays in my recollection.
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I would LOVE to go to a hotel and have a whole, long evening to myself! I don’t see it happening any time soon, but it WILL someday!
What an ideal day. Waking up on my own accord without hearing Dad yelling at daughter to be quiet Mommy is sleeping. Ahh, we can dream.
My day was pretty good, but I was a little disappointed. I came up with all the ideas for my gifts. After all this time, you would think, that he could at least make some kind of effort for originality.
I think this is why I am always disappointed on mother’s day. My expectations are way to high. I am having some trouble lowering them.
A girl can dream….
My older kids walked to church early and got a seat on the front row. The rest of us got there a little late and we couldn’t see where the kids were sitting, so we just sat towards the back.
Apparently the kids bugged each other and fought through the meeting, and since I didn’t know it was happening, it didn’t bother me.
I was able to sit and enjoy the meeting.
I think a day where nobody whined, teased or fought with each other, and the kids did what they were asked the first time they were asked (without complaining) would be pretty much perfect.
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Sounds like a weekend made in Heaven. Too bad it will never happen - for anyone!! But you’re right, a girl can always dream!!