Some mother's do 'ave 'em

This Sunday is Mothers Day in Oz. No biggie, it won't stop the economy, resurrect Elvis, calm down Beiber fans or rid us of global warming. It IS really just another day...

For me, however, it's an almost magical experience! I truly feel the love & appreciation of my offspring. It's although, for one (or part thereof) day, they truly value me as the person who loves them unconditionally, does so much for them, is both mother & father & who is so extremely proud of them. I may even have a argument-free day. For me, it's not about gifts, rather FEELING the lurve.

Plans have been made, I am banned from bedrooms at certain times, a shopping trip is scheduled in & hushed conversations are taking place in darkened corners...

All promising to be a wonderful day, including cold toast in bed, followed by more than likely cold coffee, as I will have to open pressies before eating... It's just not the done thing to wait!

This particular Mother's Day, however, I expect to hear nothing from my eldest. No card, sms, kiss on the cheek, or even an appearance. He didn't bother with Easter or Christmas & has been asked to vacate the premises, permanently.

He is playing the 'let's punish mum, by not coming home' game at the present. I know where he is (I have my sources), he is well & safe & trying to tick me off. I shall not chase him this time. Rather, let him take the initiative & when he does, let him know I've missed him & I care.

So, I shall prepare my special Mother's Day high tea, for my own mum & let the younger three spoil me with their well laid plans. Yes, I will be disappointed, but I WILL NOT let it ruin my day, or the other family member's day.

Who knows, he may surprise me? I doubt it.

Girding my loins......