Friday, May 4, 2012

What I really want for Mother's Day


I could tell Mother's Day was fast approaching by the amount of junkmail in my mailbox.
'Spoil mum this Mother's Day', they tell you and advertise things like perfume, jewellery, and make up. I wasn't really interested in those kind of stuff. I already have too much of those taking up precious storage space.

So I started thinking, 'What do I really want for Mother's day?'
First I thought some 'me-time' would be nice. Just relaxing with a book and a nice cup of tea and leaving the nappy change, cooking, laundry folding to someone else. Or maybe I can even get a facial? Or a much needed hair-do? If I could get my nails done as well that would be superb. Then I remembered my single days when I didn't have to worry about money or the time to do what I wanted. On a Saturday, I could go to the gym in the morning, have a nice coffee and lunch in a cafe, get my hair done, go to the nail salon, chat with a friend over dinner, and even go for some cocktail after that. All in one day. But wait a minute, I hated being single. The pressure to look nice all the time in fear of people thinking I've given up on getting married. Feeling so lonely when I didn't have anyone to meet on a weekend. The feeling of self loathing after spending the whole day zombied out in front of the TV. The desperation I felt whenever a 'nice guy' entered my social sphere. I was so sick of 'me-time'.

Then I remembered how strange it was to become a 'mum'.
After we brought Hazzy home from the hospital, my husband and I used to practice calling each other Hazzy's mum and dad. It used to make us so happy inside we couldn't help giggling. Even now, it is surreal sometimes when I look at Hazzy. Where did this beautiful boy come from? Did I really give birth to this precious little thing? I imagined my boy giving me a Mother's day card with 'I love you' scribbled on it, and it made me a bit teary. That's what I really want for Mother's day. A simple 'I love you, mum' from my boy. And a hug would be nice. Awwww. I can't wait for that day to come.


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