Think about Mother’s Day in advertising, movies and magazines. Handsome man brings mum brekky in bed with smiling kids looking on. But when there’s no-one to make that breakfast…
Two years ago I received my first Mother’s Day gift.
It was a calendar made at pre-school, with a helicopter drawn in crayon and laminated by a kind pre-school teacher. It was my fifth Mother’s Day and my first one with a gift. It hangs above my desk, it’s out of date and curling at the edges and I plan to never take it down.
It can be lonely being a single mum on Mothers day. But I know I am not alone.
Spare a thought this Mother’s Day for those Mums doing it solo.
The 780,000 single mothers in Australia who don’t have a partner to help the kids pamper them.
The mothers on Sunday for whom Mother’s Day is something that might make them smile a little, but that really isn’t a big deal.Mother's Day for many single Mums is just another day. There’s no one else to cook breakfast but you. There’s no one else to clean up but you. And the rest of the day is just another Sunday.
I’m not complaining. Every Sunday that I have my kids is a perfect specimen of a day for me.
I remember my first single Mother's Day. My kids were too small to know what it was all about and I’m not the type to head off to the shops to buy myself some flowers. I remember being incredibly grateful that I was a mother, that I was with my children and that we were safe, but aside from that it was just another day. We had breakfast together and went for a walk. There we ran into some of the families in the area who knew me a little but not so well.
“How’s your Mother's Day?” they cried. “ Did you get lots of lovely gifts? Were you spoiled?”
Again I smiled. I muttered something incomprehensible and went on my way. My children too young to understand the encounter.
Gifts? Who was going to buy me gifts?
Spoiled. I felt spoilt just to be safe.
The questions were meant well but no one really stops to think about how on Mother’s Day single Mums are still single Mums. If your kids are still little, there is no one to tell them it is Mother’s Day. There’s no one to bring them home cards to write. There’s no one to help them wrap gifts or deliver flowers.