This Sunday is Mother's Day and, as usual, my husband has been asking me what I want to do to celebrate. Of course this is fair, since I have been asking him what he wants to do for his birthday which is this week. We both have come up with the same answer, "I dunno."
I feel that there is this tremendous pressure to come up with something good. Not so much so that we can enjoy it, but rather so that we will have something to tell people when they ask what we did. I felt the same pressure on my 30th birthday. In the end, I didn't do anything because I felt whatever I did just wasn't going to live up to what one should do on that momentous occasion.
So right now I am sort of stuck. There is part of me that would like to do something fun. But then there is the other part of me that would rather save our money for a good vacation soon. Plus, the planning, prep work and execution of doing anything with 4 young children is exhausting. Oh heck, just getting them in and out of the car is exhausting.
It has been suggested that I should just go out and do something on my own, but I really feel guilty leaving my kids with someone else...even my husband. I know how much work it is and I hate pawning them off on someone else. Even when we have gotten a babysitter for them, I try to have at least one if not two of them in bed asleep before we leave. I know I need to find a way to get over this, but it gnaws at me every time I leave them.
So, even though Marty has given me his requests for what to do to celebrate his birthday, I am still at a loss for Mother's Day. I guess what I want for Mother's Day is to not have to think of something to do.