Celebrate Good Times, Good Mom
Alexandra Williams, MA
Most of the time, it’s fun to be a mom. And most of the time, it’s fun to be a blogger. As a mom and a blogger (but not a mom blogger, whatever that elusive phrase means), I feel especially lucky today because ProFlowers sent both of us flower bouquets, plus let us send bouquets to our mom and sister.
When my boys were small, I was fairly ambivalent about Mother’s Day, as the concept of a single day to show love to mom had little meaning for them. I was lucky enough to hear “I wuv you mommy,” and have little hands take mine every day of the year. Now that they’re both adults, I like having a day that gives them a chance to express their love. I know they love me every day, yet having one specific day of celebration really does free them up to show and say it. Plus, I like pawning off the dinner chores on them.
Some of the notes my boys have given me for Mother’s Day are worth sharing, if only to make you laugh or reminisce about some of the ones you’ve received if you’re a mom.
“You’re not half bad”
“Thank you for putting up with me”
“Thank you for letting me get a dog”
“Thank you for making my life how it is”
“I hope you stop singing (not gonna happen) and keep cooking (gonna happen)”
“I thought about getting you an XBox 360 – *innocent smile*”
“Thank you for looking out for my health”
“Happy Mother’s Day, ya weirdo”
All are equally endearing; all bring a smile to me. From the flowers they pulled from my garden when they were small, to the bouquets they buy me now; from the notes they have written and the burnt toast they’ve provided, Mother’s Day to me means celebrating Love. However it’s manifested, whatever punches in the arm I receive (yup, that’s happened on Mother’s Day too), I care less about being honored, and more about being loved.
We sent our mom the Perfectly Pink Garden because she’s perfect and has always loved flowers.
We sent our sister the White Flowering Market Garden because she’s a
blooming idiot, er, beautiful flower.
And we chose tulips for ourselves. Tulips have been my favorite flower for as long as I can remember. Or maybe we chose tulips because they (sort of) have the word “two” in them, and we are two twins (as opposed to three twins <—– that’s a trick).
Here’s to many more years of being told I’m not half bad…. you know, for a weirdo.
P.S. You do know what song our post title is from, right? It’s a Boomer kind of question. Also, what notes have you received that made you smile or touched your heart?