Today, reaffirmed my definition of motherhood…Misery peppered with moments of profound Bliss. It was Mother’s Day and my husband and the girls agreed to let me sleep in.*Bliss.
I woke up at 8 am when the Big Guy walked into our bedroom, apparently the girls had woken up 3 times during the night and refused to bother me because it was Mother’s Day. So, the Big Guy was up all night with them, fell asleep at the end of their full sized bed curled up like a little dog. The exception being that he is not a tiny dog, he is a full grown, 6’5″ man. Can you say crick in the neck. He laid down, I woke up. He slept in til 1o and I got to listen to the girls fight over the 1 Barbie because the other 107 Barbies were not the ONE they both wanted to play with.*Misery
While he was sleeping in, I called my own Mom to wish her a happy Mother’s Day. The Big Guy woke up & decided to make my favorite breakfast, only the waffle maker is packed, we were out of the regular pancake mix and the kids nabbed all the bacon*misery But after he woke up, I walked into the kitchen and he had coffee made for me, just the way I like it.*Bliss
We’re having a showing next weekend so the yard needed to be mowed.My husband told me that I needed to take “pride” in my garden and go out there and pull the weeds *Effing misery (Mother’s DAY!!!) Homemade jewelry from the girls, accompanied by a list of all my great qualities and a hand drawn picture of how they see me and loads of kisses and hugs through out the day! *Bliss
Trying to brush Gabi’s hair after a long night of tossing and turning and her telling me 27 times that she hated me (ON MOTHER”S DAY) *Misery
A beautiful rose gold ring with a 2 carat amethyst surrounded by chocolate diamonds *Bliss
The Big Guy making a dinner of filet Mignon with mushrooms, lobster tail with butter sauce, fresh asparagus, and panzanella salad while I got to catch up on my DVRd shows *Bliss
The Big Guy having to leave Sunday night, leaving me with 2 sad little girls who cried for 3 hours straight, a sink full of dinner dishes and a dirty house that has to be shown in 4 days *Misery
Maybe I had it backwards, Motherhood~Bliss peppered with moments of profound misery!
Also, my official 2nd blog anniversary was Saturday and I almost missed it because we were celebrating the Big Guy’s birthday but never fear, I celebrated with a glass of Pinto Grigio and a sliver of Coconut cream pie!Do I know how to party or what? Hope you will all help me continue celebrating by stopping by and enjoying some of the amazing bloggers that will guest posting this month.
Today, I am hosting the Mother’s Day May Blog Tour 2011! Instead of celebrating moms for just one day this month, we’re celebrating them all month long with a blog tour! There are some really amazing bloggers on this thing, so be sure and follow along. Tomorrow’s featured blogger on the tour is Ani.
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Well put! I am so glad to have come across your blog on the blog hop 🙂
Happy Blog Anniversary as well!
Aww,thank you for your kind words!
Yes. misery, bliss, misery, bliss! Cest la vie.
Sounds like a perfect Mother’s Day! That ring is GORGEOUS!!!!
thanks mama!I can’t believe he actually listened when I said I wanted some chocolate.NExt year, I’ll try for more diamonds:)Perk of having wedding anniversary and Mother’s Day back to back…jewelry!
Maybe you should have had boys 🙂 The misery in your post is related to your daughters, the bliss to the wonderful father! Glad you had a half-blissful Mother’s Day.
That reminded me of the grandmother in the movie Parenthood. She liked the rollercoaster. 😉
Girl and it beings…hahaha! Yet it never ends, looking at it we are human its okay to “want” that day to be all ours, considering we are needed 24/7 the rest of the year. I felt it too…we didn’t get home until 2am Sunday morning from a Nascar Race, I slept for about 5 hours, drove 1 hour to get the kids, then came home to 2 take out meals for lunch & dinner :o( I know the pain, however I got a most beautiful card from my six year old with a picture of me & him, plus his hand print in paint!
The truth is it is misery & bliss about equally I say!
I had a hella lotta bliss, and then I got to mow the lawn. Yay. Me.
I really love that this is not a post about how glorious motherhood is…because it isn’t. It’s a seesaw of emotions from day to day, minute to minute. Motherhood is a wonderful thing, but realistically, it comes along with soaring highs and sloping lows. Gorgeous ring! And my husband made filet and lobster tail, too!
Fantastic post! I love the pics…especially the one after the trying to brush hair. Even after the misery, she still looks angelic! lol!
Aww! I can totally relate! I haven’t had too many misery moments only because my little man can’t talk yet and it’s only a matter of time before he starts throwing things. Bahahaha! Great finding you on the Mommy Blog Tour!
~Ani
I thought I left you a comment the other day here, but whoops, I guess I didn’t. I’m sorry that life is such an up and down mix but hopefully the balance of misery to bliss lands in blisses favor enough of the time to keep us all chugging along. This is a great post in all it’s raw truth.
What I love about your site, Debi is that I think it really encourages women to be honest in their feelings about motherhood, about life, about everything. That is a great service. I think you should be very proud of your 2 year anniversary, and all the bold, honest words you’ve writen here.
Heidi,
The bliss certainly outweighs the misery:) Some of the misery is actually born out of bliss. for example, I love my children so deeply that it makes me miserable to think of them being grown and gone:( But that is the way life evolves.
Your words humble me.I really just want my blog to be a place to build a community of women who can have honest , non judgmental conversation. Life would be so much better if we were all a source of support to one another versus a source of stress or worse competition. XO, my friend
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