Love you. Mean it.
In case the start-up business doesn’t pan out, I’ve got my next career at Hallmark all tee’d up:
CARD #1 to Me (from my kids):
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
I promise never to get
A Mommy tatoo!
CARD #2 to Me (from my kids):
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
You’re taller than Sophie’s Mom
And you sing Katy Perry songs really good, TOO!
CARD #3 to Me (from my kids circa 2034):
Roses are Pink,
Violets are White,
I’m sorry I thought otherwise,
Because it’s true. You were right!
CARD to MY MOTHER (from me circa 2012):
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Actually, moms DON’T know best
Their grown daughters do!
CARD to MY MOTHER-IN-LAW (from me):
Roses grow high,
Violets near the wood,
He’s my husband, this is my house, they are my kids
All clear? We’re good?
CARD to MY FUTURE DAUGHTER-IN-LAW (from an oedipal me):
Roses like water,
Violets, the bee.
Don’t think for a second
He’ll love you more than me!
CARD to MY DAUGHTER WHEN SHE’S A MOTHER:
Roses are lovely,
Violets are rich,
Now you’re a Mom,
You’ll understand why some days, I was just a bitch.
(Sorry ’bout that.)
_____________________________________
HAPPY MAMA’S DAY, everyone!
_____________________________________
I can’t find the like button but I like!
The mother- in-law one is so good!!!
HA!! Thanks!!
These are just great!
Thanks so much!! And I happily voted for your blog. BTW — your last post was great and oh-I-was-there-too-sister. Starting a company has made all the difference, though. It’s changed my life. I’m more stressed, yes, but so much more fulfilled and directed and I feel like I’m part of something bigger than just me and my house and my family.
What an amazing feeling it must be to have things click!! I am not against hard work or tough times or uphill battles (or cliches apparently) – but I want something that also gives me motivation and direction and satisfaction. I have certainly had glimpses of those feelings in my life but these days there are less than I would have imagined.
Good luck with everything and I’ll be following along!
Now that I’m back working after the 8 year break, I think I can say that I harbored some low-level depression for just that reason — I think I was looking for something “bigger” beyond the house and kids. I think it’s hard because of the mixed messages we get as young women — work and learn so you can have a great career, then stop all of it for kids, then figure out how to get back as soon as the big-load years are over. It’s disorienting, to say the least.