Am I the only one who feels like this?
I’ve had it. I am at the end of my tether. Every year it is the same and I want to scream “Back Off”.
This is what I want to tell my husband. This is what I want to shout to the world.
Mother’s Day is not about mother-in-laws, it’s not about grandmothers. You had your time. This year it is about me.
I know I sound selfish. I know it sounds ungrateful but I just want to spend Mother’s Day with my kids.
It’s not a chance for my husband’s mother to spend time with her grandchildren. It’s not a time for us to drive two hours one way then an hour another way to see various relatives.
It is not Christmas or her birthday.
It is Mother’s Day. It might sound selfish but heck, I don’t care I am going to say it.
It is about me.
Every Mother's Day for the last few years, our family has catered to what my mother-in-law wants to do.
Every Mother's Day the family gathers for a celebration of her. It’s a festival of grandchildren and uncles and aunts and small plates of cheese, dips still in the plastic packets and spicy crackers. It is not relaxing or enjoyable. It is not even slightly pleasant. And it is all about the grandmother.
I have been secretly seething about it for years. We have argued about it. I have even suggested to my husband that if he wants to go and see his mother then I am not going to stop him but I want to spend Mother's Day with my children. It didn't go down well.
The problem is he is still so loyal to her. And I then feel that if his mother gets all the attention on Mother's Day then my mother needs a look in too and the day suddenly becomes like Christmas.
My mother is happy with a phone call and a card, but my husband is fixated with making sure his mother is happy, and it affects the entire family.