Mother’s Day is depressing me this year.
Nothing to do with my own mother (hi mum!) or any inclinations of my own (or lack thereof) to become one. But what it seems to be saying about motherhood in general.
I can’t say how many status messages, tweets, facebook notes etc I have seen this weekend that are from mothers who are grateful for the ‘coffee all to themselves’ they are getting for Mother’s Day. Or how spoilt they feel they are if they are getting *gasp* two!
W. T. F. say I.
I have no illusions about how your life changes when you have little bitty people to care for. (One of the reasons for my own lack of maternal aspirations). But if it is a Momentous Occasion that you are getting the time to have a cup of coffee once on your weekend, something needs to be renegotiated — the bar for fairness is set way too low.
Because I don’t see many Father’s Day status messages that read “thanks for the cup of coffee this morning!” or “so nice to finally get to read a paper!”