Here is my wish for you, and for me. That your day today is happy. That however you envision a day that is made for you, you have it.
What a crazy ride this life is. What a crazy ride this motherhood thing is.
Today my entire family is here. My husband and our 5 kids. It’s pretty rare that all of us are here together. Typically one of the kids is on the fly, or I’m running out or running away. They’re all down the hall, now, together. Laughing, making the little ones giggle, my oldest daughter is playing a pretty song on the piano, my 14 year old has started cooking a meal she planned as my Mother’s Day gift, and my husband is cleaning the kitchen and making me coffee.
I know that some of these posts can seem harsh, and that sometimes we come across as women who probably shouldn’t have kids. But each one of us (and I know I can speak for my friends and fellow Motherhood Biters), regardless of how we rail and lash out here in this space, are soft and squishy on the inside. We talk about how hard, relentless, frustrating, and lonely motherhood can be. But none of us–not one of us–would be anything else.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers. Whether you’re the kind of mother who loves to read One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish 14 times in a row, or the kind of mother who cries at every Christmas concert you see your children in, or the kind of mother that works full-time out of the home, to pay the bills, or just maintain your sanity, or even, the kind of mother who starts a blog to voice how soul-cracking hard it can be to be a mother.
My best wishes to all of you.