{"id":38696,"date":"2012-05-11T09:00:48","date_gmt":"2012-05-11T13:00:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mommyish.com\/?p=38696"},"modified":"2012-05-11T09:05:03","modified_gmt":"2012-05-11T13:05:03","slug":"mothers-day-my-husband-informed-me-mother-877","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mommyish.com\/mothers-day-my-husband-informed-me-mother-877\/","title":{"rendered":"Mother’s Day Fail:<\/b> When My Husband Kindly Informed Me That I Was Not His Mother"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I should have known better than to have asked. I shouldn\u2019t have asked. But I did.<\/p>\n

Mother\u2019s Day, 2008 was a big weekend for our family. Really big. My oldest was turning eight that weekend. He was also making his First Holy Communion on Sunday morning (Mother\u2019s Day). His two younger brothers were getting baptized Sunday afternoon. Since my mother, my mother-in-law, her husband and her sister were going to be staying at our house to attend the First Communion, I thought I might as well get the biggest bang for my buck by coordinating the baptisms for the same weekend. It sounded reasonable at the time.<\/p>\n

I spent the week cleaning the house to prep for our out-of-town guests, planning the meal, ordering the cake, working part-time, helping with homework, shuttling the kids to\/from school and preschool, and taking my middle son to an emergency trip to the doctor for what the preschool director was convinced was pink eye (only to be told it was just severe allergies curse you, Spring-time pollen!). Yep, just another beautiful week in the neighborhood for me. Oh, and I purchased cards and gifts for both moms and, since my husband\u2019s aunt doesn\u2019t have any children of her own, a \u201dlike a mom\u201d Mother\u2019s Day card and gift for her. I would say I went the extra mile for everyone that weekend. And I would say my \u201dWhat are you getting me for Mother\u2019s Day?\u201d question was quite reasonable.<\/p>\n

What wasn\u2019t reasonable? My husband\u2019s response. My heart rate quickens still, as I type this, nearly four years later. My stomach turns, my shoulder kinks, my heart hurts. My husband responded to my question with \u201dNothing. You\u2019re not my mother.\u201d NOT YOUR MOTHER? No, I\u2019m not your mother. But I\u2019m the mother of YOUR children, you inconsiderate bastard, you. I\u2019m like a mother to you since I launder your clothes, cook most of your meals, track down your lost keys\/cellphone\/shoes, schedule your doctor and dentist appointments, reschedule your dentist appointments when you have a conflict, make sure your car is serviced, pay the household bills\u201d\u00a6you know, all the things a mother does?<\/p>\n

\u201dYou\u2019re not my mother.\u201d No, no I\u2019m not. And you know what else? Your mother is not my mother either. So from now on, she is your responsibility. I\u2019m not buying her a Mother\u2019s Day card. I\u2019m not buying her a birthday card or gift, either. \u201d\u02dcCause, you know, she\u2019s not my mother. Two can play this game, mister. And I\u2019m a competitive bitch when it comes to games. GAME ON, jackass!<\/p>\n

I used to feel guilty about no longer buying my mother-in-law a Mother\u2019s Day card or birthday gift. Because did I mention I\u2019m also a bit passive aggressive? I didn\u2019t tell my husband I quit buying the cards and gifts for his mother. Not my problem, I say. But, I felt guilty. Then, finally, this year, I gave up guilt for Lent. I started letting guilt go. And it dawned on me. Why should I feel guilty? She raised him, not me. She taught him the values and ideals that she felt was important. If motherhood isn\u2019t important to him, that\u2019s not my problem, it\u2019s hers. And I feel so much better now.<\/p>\n

I still hate Mother\u2019s Day though. Every time I see some stupid, sappy Mother\u2019s Day commercial, those words echo in my head. \u201dYou\u2019re not my mother.\u201d No, thank God I\u2019m not, because if you were my kid, I would have raised you better than that.<\/p>\n

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