Having to share Mother’s Day with a wife may not seem ideal, but it’s actually pretty freaking great.
More than anyone else in the world, my wife knows that I’ve earned and need my day off. And she needs a day off, too. Our solution? To leave the house. We go to brunch, we go shopping, and we give each other permission to be lazy and not have to be in charge of any decisions. Win for both of us!
Husbands may be stumped and find themselves wandering the aisles of Target the Saturday before Mother’s Day, and end up with a generic card that says “You’re the best, Mom!” and some leftover Easter chocolate that was in the clearance bin. My wife, however, knows what I want because she pays attention to the small things. She can find the perfect pair of shoes that I have been looking for for the past 4.5 months, in my actual size. And she knows to get not just one, but TWO perfect pairs. Who would do that other than a fellow woman?!
For the last couple years, my period has happened to coincide with Mother’s Day. Thankfully, who better to understand precisely what I’m going through than my lovely wife? I’m so lucky that she will rub my back for me while my cramps try to kill me and feed me delicious snacks without judging the amount of salt I am taking in. It makes almost bleeding to death on Mother’s Day tolerable.
For that one day our kiddo thinks that having two moms is the best thing in the world, and I tend to agree. Sharing Mother’s Day with my wife is really quite amazing and special. I get to show her how much I appreciate all that she does to help make our family and home run as quasi-smoothly as they do. And in return, she does the same.
Really, isn’t that what the holiday is for?
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