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Why I Don't Want Any Gifts for Mother's Day

Sure, I love to get gifts and get pampered just as much as the next momma. Do I deserve gifts? Sure, why not? But, why do we have to guilt our kids and significant others to buy us something special, take us out to eat, and let us put our feet up on just one day?
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Young woman opening gift box
Young woman opening gift box

We all know Mother's Day is coming up faster than you can say flowers and jewelry.

"Look it's _____ ,the perfect gift for Mom this Mother's Day." You can fill in the blank with the typical Mother's Day gift... flowers, perfume, jewelry, gift card, etc. Choose whichever one you think is going to make this Hallmark holiday one Mom will never, ever forget.

Ugh. Spare me.

I think I'll pass on the one-day Mom love fest.

I don't want any gifts for Mother's Day.

Now before you strip me of my Mommy crown, hear me out.

Sure, I love to get gifts and get pampered just as much as the next momma. Do I deserve gifts? Sure, why not? But, why do we have to guilt our kids and significant others to buy us something special, take us out to eat, and let us put our feet up on just one day? Are they doing it out of the kindness of their hearts or because they feel like it's the "right" thing to do?

Hmmm...

I would much rather like a bouquet of flowers just because it's Tuesday, rather than because it's Mother's Day.

Why? First of all, I wouldn't be expecting it if it was just a random old Tuesday. I would know that there was an actual thought behind it. I would know it wasn't an automated response to a day on the calendar.

If I have to wait until the second Sunday in May for my kids to be nice to me or my husband to give me a break and let me just chill out, then I must be doing something wrong the other 364 days of the year. Think about it. My kids should be nice to me every day, okay, at least every other day. The same goes for the hubs. He shouldn't have to wait until Mother's Day to realize I don't yearn to clean up after everyone 24/7.

Now, I know there are women out there who really enjoy and look forward to getting showered with gifts, cards, and flowers on Mother's Day. They look forward to not having to cook and clean for one entire day. That's great. I hope you enjoy your presents. But, I don't want them.

When I tell my kids I really don't want anything for Mother's Day they just don't get it. Special days usually equal presents with bows and ribbons, right? Not always.

As cheesy as it may sound, I tell my kids I don't need any gifts. They are my real gifts. As much as they drive me nuts and make me scream in octaves I thought only opera singers could reach, they are my little booger-nosed, "mommy wipe my butt", "can I have another cookie?" filled treasures. They are the gifts that money can't buy.

So, you can keep your over-priced bouquets of roses, jewelry I'll probably never wear, and boxes of candy. Instead, I'll take all the hugs and kisses I can get on Mother's Day. Who knows, maybe I'll see those flowers on a Tuesday.