Tomorrow is Mother’s Day and for the past few days I have been trying to brace myself. Ideally, the day would be all about Mom right?Â
 My first Mother’s Day kind of set the tone for me. Dh bought me a set of muffin top muffin pans and 2 blank vhs tapes. I’m not sure why. I still haven’t figured out how to use the VCR and he said the muffin pans were so I could make muffins for Hannah. She was 2 months at the time.
In the years that followed, whatever happened on Mother’s Day seemed to fluctuate with whatever was going on in the home and I really don’t remeber many of them. I do not like breakfast in bed and nothing would be better than sleeping in but for us it’s a hectic morning, getting out the door to church.
The most Memorable Mother’s Day ever, and by far my favourite was four years ago. Dh was working in another province and I was on my own with the kids for 4 months. I was feeling most competant because I was able to handle everything on my own and I came to the realization that if anything happened to dh, I would make it. He had been home the weekend before for a visit and left a willowtree angel for the kids to give me. Something I had just started to collect. The best part though was the breakfast in bed. I know I said I don’t like breakfast in bed but this one was special.  Hannah was 7 and Parker was 4. They made breakfast all by themselves. A can of Coke, a granola bar and an apple, all served on a pizza pan. Absolutely perfect.
So I am off to bed and no idea what Mother’s Day will be like tomorrow. I brace myself for the unknown. Kids could be cranky, getting out the door on time could be disasterous…who knows. I used to take it personally as an assault on my job as a mother. I’m past that now though.
And in the end, what goes around comes around. There’s a reason that Mother’s Day comes before Father’s Day. 