Happy Vaginal Destruction Celebration Day

So, I was sitting trying to think of a good topic for Mother's Day, and I thought "I wonder what I wrote about last year?" and then it hit me, I bet my list of what I would want for Mother's Day this year, is way different than last year.  So below is my blog from last year (with the strike through) and then my thoughts/comments/opinions from this year.

What I really want for Mother’s Day


• Not to HAVE to wake up. Let me try to sleep in. I will wake up by 8:30 or 9 anyways, so just let me pretend that I am sleeping in really late.
So, this is still nice in theory, everyone would like a little extra sleep, but truly, I am so blessed to wake up to my amazing children that I do not care what time it is.

• Not to be in charge of food. I spend a lot of time planning meals for the family, most of the time, at least 50% of the house complains that they do not like the meal (even though they loved it last week.) I cook while 3 midgets run around at my feet, fervently believing that I will not hit them with a frying pan. You take care of it. You know what I like, you know what they like, just heat it up and serve it.
Again, is it nice to be cooked for? Sure.  But in the grand scheme of things, it is not that big of a deal, and now, it is no one's responsibility but my own.  I am sure my dad will end up cooking though, and it will be wonderful, but if not, I will make my favorite meal.  It will taste the same going down whether I make it or someone else.

• Not to be interrupted during my “me” time. I do not know exactly what “me” time is, but if I figure it out, I would like to enjoy it in peace. I may read a book on the porch, watch a Lifetime move, or do naked yoga in the backyard. Who knows? The world is my oyster (for one day.)
I would love to read.  Definitely not going to do naked yoga (you are welcome neighbors) but if I do not get a chance to, no big.  I get to spend the entire day with my children, and that is what I want to do.  Amazing how just changing your perspective makes a difference.  I used to long for a break, now I long to be with them as much as possible.  It is like I am not complete if they are not around.
• Not to head up bath time: It’s my least favorite thing, hands down. I end up covered in more water than they are. I get peed on. I get yelled at. Someone always gets hurt. My only request is that you actually use soap and help them out. Having them splash around in their own funk does not count as a bath.
Ok so this is still my least favorite chore.  Especially being extremely pregnant, it makes it difficult and uncomfortable.  But they love it.  And I love to hear them laugh.  So, not such a big deal.  I will just make sure to wear my slicker and put towels on the floor.  Let the splashing begin.
• Not to wipe a butt. ‘Nuff said.
Ok, would still enjoy not wiping a butt.

• Not to have to feign excitement over the gift you got me that I do not want/need/like. I have told you that I do not want anything. We are broke. We are also blessed. What I want does not have a monetary value. I want to be able to spend time with my kids playing and being the fun parent, and pretending that my kids are the perfect angels I tell people they are, and let you deal with reality.
Man, I can be a real bitch.  I get the emotions behind this. I feel my frustration.  But man, do I regret those words.  I actually cried for about 20 minutes after reading this.  I will love whatever I get, even if it is just a hug.  And if it is a purchased item I will love it not for what it is, but for the thought behind it.  And my children are perfect angels in my eyes.  I am working very hard to make sure they know this daily, and to make sure that I never take them for granted.  To never take anything for granted.  At the end of the day, I have everything that is truly important in life, and am blessed to wake up to them daily, and get their kisses each night.

• Not to be judge and jury. I spend a good deal of time breaking up fights, determining who started it, and then punishing the guilty party. (Or sometimes just punishing everyone to avoid the “jury” part)
I can wish in one hand and poop in the other and see which one fills up faster.  I am a single mom.  I am the judge and jury, and that is ok.  Because when all is said and done, I will have taught them right from wrong, and how to be good people.

• A nap. It is required of our children so they do not turn into intolerable dictators, for this one day, I would like to make it mandatory for myself. (And yes I want to nap alone.)
Amen

• To be recognized for what I do. I am not a perfect mother or a perfect wife. In fact, in most areas of my life, I reign supreme in mediocrity. But if you add up all of the things I do semi-well and roll them all into a daily to-do list, I think it makes me somewhat of a Super Hero. (And since it is MY day, do not ruin this illusion for me.)
I don't need the recognition.  My reward will be when my children have grown into wonderful people, and I know they will.  And I am not perfect but I am trying harder than I have ever in my life.  My only goal is to be a great mom.  I am no longer a wife, so I guess I was a far less perfect wife then than I thought.  But it is what it is.  When it came down to it, and I was faced with adversity.  I rose to the challenge.  I fought for what I believed in.  I did not "win" but I did my best.  That is all I ask for from my children, and all I can ask for from myself.
• To enjoy the 3 little blessings that allow me to celebrate this Holiday. I love you Dakota, Dillon, and Dalton.
Add in Ryan, and this is right on target.  I love my children.  I do.  They drive me nuts.  They are loud.  They are messy.  They can be smart mouths.  But they are also loving.  They are kind.  They are so happy.  They love their mom.  And they love each other.  I cannot complain when I have so much to be thankful for.  So what if I am not where I thought I would be at this point in life.  I have the opportunity to be a good mother to some amazing kids, and was given the opportunity to look deep inside myself and make the changes to be the person God wants me to be. 

Happy Mother's Day to everyone, especially my mother.  She has always supported me and been there for me even when I was moody and ungrateful, and I love her very much.