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Mother’s Day 2011

Posted by: Maggie

I can’t believe I’m posting about this a month after it happened, especially since there’s not much to post about! We kept Mother’s Day super simple this year. I had originally planned for Josh to take me out to brunch somewhere pretty and then go somewhere fun. But as the day got closer, I realized that I was just too exhausted to go anywhere. So Josh planned a lovely brunch at home. I drank grapefruit juice mimosas while he worked in the kitchen making me some yummy rosemary potatoes and the most amazing strawberry crepes with homemade whipped cream. They were seriously incredible. I wish he would make them every weekend.

After brunch Josh took Eleanor out for a while so I could relax with some peace and quiet watching Friday Night Lights on Hulu and getting a little work done. And then I decided to spend the rest of my day cleaning out my closet. Seriously. I really wanted to do it, and had been meaning to for a while. So, since it was my day to do what I want, I cleaned. I know, I have a problem.

A Mother’s Day Ode to Not Doing it All

Posted by: Maggie

I had planned on posting this yesterday, but I didn’t want to take anything away from the very sweet Mother’s Day post Josh wrote for me. So here is a slightly belated Mother’s Day Ode.

I’m an optimist and not much of a complainer. I also am not a fan being too self-deprecating. In general, I think that sounds a little sad. So I don’t criticize myself much on this blog, or write about my faults much. Josh says that I might paint a slightly too rosy picture of our life. I would never want to make motherhood and small business ownership seem easy. It’s not.

I hear from readers who applaud me for being able to do it all. But on this Mother’s Day I want to let you in on my little secret. I might be “doing it all.” But I certainly am not doing it all well. Some things I’m doing perfectly poorly!

Here’s a short list (that could be done much longer) of the many things that I’m not so hot at!

  • I forget things. Lots of things. I forget appointments and to return phone calls and emails, I forget to write tasks on my to do list. I forget to look at my to do list. I forget to have Eleanor do her homework, and when she does I forget to turn it in.
  • I rarely remember that Eleanor was supposed to bring something in to school for a project or special event.
  • Sometimes I go a couple days without showering because I just don’t want to waste that time when I could be working.
  • I drink too much coffee.
  • I let Eleanor eat on the couch.
  • I eat on the couch.
  • I let Eleanor watch more tv than she probably should.
  • I am tired most of the time.
  • I have a hard time going without working or being on a computer for any amount of time.
  • My bathroom hasn’t been cleaned in a few weeks.
  • I always intend to write hand-written thank you notes, but rarely get around to doing it.
  • The Post Office is a little out of the way, so things that need to be mailed often sit in my car for a week.
  • I rarely get Eleanor to school on time, and by rarely I mean never.
  • I refuse to take Eleanor to the park anymore because I can’t stand making small talk with the other parents.
  • I convince myself of reasons why I just don’t have time to go the gym today.
  • I could add twenty more things to this list, but I have a short attention span, so I have to move on to something else now.

Now you know my secret to doing it all! Don’t do it all, or do most things half-way! And, you know what? I think I’m okay with that.

Happy Mother’s Day!

To Momma, on a Mother’s Day in 2011

Posted by: Josh

To my baby’s momma, on Mother’s Day, an ode to your motherfulness.

Thank you for being the fantastical momma that you are. You are the engine that makes our family GO, even when you have to drag us behind you like broken-down trailers. You are our fearless leader, and we will follow you wherever you think we should go, unless we are feeling very tired and then maybe we’ll just sit on the couch for a little while. But you will be there too, and I will have your baby get your booties because your feet are probably cold. Also, ice cream? Because even if your feet are cold, ice cream is a good idea.

So today is your day, to do mommy things, or to more likely not, depending on you how feel. Maybe Mother’s Day really means No Mothers Day, because the mommas can all disappear from mothering, and we should all remember how nice it was to have a momma to momma us, and we will write poems, make brunches, draw cards to convince them to come back for another year. And in the meantime, you can just be a Person, who may or may not continue to momma this family, depending on the quality and quantity of our toadying and the majesty of our tribute, and you can just chill, and watch some Weeds or 30 Rock or something, or maybe just banish your subjects from sight because those guys are like ALWAYS here doing stuff and it gets old. So old.

But hopefully we can show you that sticking around for another year really is a terrific idea, or that at least you’ll break-even, because look at all the hilarious stuff we can do!, and you wouldn’t need to find any packing boxes. And also I made you this food! Yum!

Now, we put our heads together and made a list of your finest qualities, all of which we’ve witnessed in person, so the people can believe that they are bona fide, but I left it with your daughter and now suddenly as if by magic it is disappeared and while I don’t believe her story that the shadows on the sun took it and then gave it to the bubbles bubbles bubbles with the spider and now its in the tree on her wall (with the pink owl) and we can’t get it anymore, I haven’t pressed her. But because I am all grown up and have lived with you for like a long time now, I can still remember most of them, some being 1. you are the sweetest 2. the most positive 3. the most reasonable 4. most smartest and 5. most loving momma in our family. So thanks for that. “Daddy, say ‘Good Job!’” she says to me. To say to you.

Good Job!

Happy Mother’s Day!

And we love you.

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