Mateo's way of saying Happy Mom's Day to me.

Mom's Day disappointment.

One thing I forgot to mention in my earlier post - Mateo's daycare didn't have the kids make Mom's Day cards. I was hoping that they would have. My husband picked up Mateo on Friday, so I wouldn't have known if they made cards or not until today.

I didn't get anything hand made.

My husband, however, did get a hand made card - last year. I've been hoping all year that I'd get something this Mom's Day since Mateo didn't start going to daycare until after last year's Mom's Day.

I swear I remember when I signed the contract, it said in return for the extremely high amount we pay each week for daycare, I would get a Mom's Day card.

Talk about serious disappointment.

Mom's day...so far.

Happy Mom's Day to all the Moms I know. Hope your day was good.

My Mom's Day....so far:

Mateo coughed all night with many wake-ups. Since I pass out way earlier than my husband, and he got up more than I did (I think...I'm too sleep deprived to remember at this point), when Mateo woke up at 5am, I got up instead of him because he didn't get enough sleep. Plus, if anyone's taking a nap today, that would be me and not him.

Basically this means I didn't get to sleep in with Missy Sophia, be presented with my steaming cup of coffee and Mom's Day cards and possible gift(s). I also didn't get to go to the Zoo, like I wanted, because I love animals and Mateo's never been to the Zoo, and what better thing to do on Mom's Day?

Instead, I got up at 5am, as mentioned above, fought falling asleep on the couch while Mateo milled around the living room, causing havoc as he went (which is probably the reason why I didn't just pass out), cleaned three poopy diapers, received many hugs, watched the last half of Split Ends and then all of Peter Perfect, which is actually a good show although a bit of a rip off of the Food Network's Restaurant Makeover but featuring people makeovers as well.

By the time Peter Perfect came on, my husband rolled out of bed. He very casually grabbed Mateo, grabbed his work back and announced offhandedly that he had to get his "medicine." Uh huh. Momma didn't raise no dummy.

Low and behold, a few minutes later, here comes Mateo holding two cards, and attempting to eat one. He finally walked over to me, and after a tugging match, I got both cards from him. Dad's card to me was very nice. Mateo's card to me was just as nice, signed by Mateo with help from Dad, and included a gift card to Macy's.

The Macy's gift card is for my Dr. Marten shoes because there is no way my husband could have bought me the shoes without my feet being there too. And, of course, Macy's is having a buy one pair of shoes, get another pair half off, so I'm dying to go and look at their shoe selection. I'm going to wait til I'm at work so I can go to a bigger Macy's with a bigger selection. Watch out world.

After eating a tasty bagel breakfast sandwich and drinking a Starbucks drink, we all headed into Mateo's room for some goofiness. Then my husband told me to go take a nap. So I did.

When I woke up, I cleaned one of our bathrooms.

Amazingly, it's only 1ish and I have way more of this day to go. Who knows what is ahead of me?

My Mom's Day Wish

I'm prefacing this post with a very loudly stated: I LOVE MY HUSBAND DEARLY. With that said, now I can complain...just a little.

My husband has this knack of never listening to me when I tell him exactly what I want for, oh let's say, Christmas or my Birthday or our Anniversary or Valentine's day and now...Mother's Day. He does a great, grand job of picking out gifts for me that I do love (like my lovely touch iPod, or iTouch iPod or whatever it's called, that I got for Christmas), but when presented with a short or long list of things I do want, like really really want, I never get them. Oh, I'll get them eventually, which is my own doing, but still.

And yes, I know, gifts are from the heart and the person who is giving the gift should be the one deciding on said gift, but come on. Would it hurt him to buy me that $10 book I listed? Every year I put a book on my Christmas wish list, and every year I don't get it, and every year I then go and buy it for myself, along with all the other books I want. But I feel so much less guilty about buying another book to add to my bazillion book collection if he bought it.

Okay, so back to Mom's day. Last year all I wanted was to sleep. This was mostly because I was staying home with Mateo every day and didn't get much sleep because he was still relatively young and had to be fed during the night. I was also breastfeeding, so I was basically the only one who could feed him. I rarely got more than an hour nap because Mateo was on a two hour feeding schedule and it takes me a good hour to wind down and finally fall asleep, no matter how tired I am.

And I did get to sleep. Not as much as I wanted, but that's because I guilted myself into not staying away from my husband and Mateo. Plus I think I wanted to be with them. And sometimes that need is more powerful than taking naps.

This year I asked my husband what I was getting for Mom's day. He said he didn't know, then followed up with "we'll just leave you alone." I said I didn't really want to be left alone.

Later on I told him I knew what I wanted to do. I said I wanted to go to Big Basin. He said, "I don't think Mateo can last that long in the car."

So now I'm hoping he said that in response to me because he has something really fabulous planned. And not just sleeping in and take-out breakfast and being "left alone." I haven't asked him or mentioned anything else I would like to do, so we'll see.

What are your wishes, my dear moms out there?