When I was a kid, Mother’s Day meant making mom breakfast and giving her home-made gifts. It was simple, sweet and sometimes a little messy, but it was always a gesture of love.
So much has changed…
The mother of all expectations
Maybe I’m a cynic, but nowadays it seems that celebrating Mother’s Day is another expensive and commercially-driven expectation that has been added to a spending to-do list.
Don’t get me wrong – I love my mom but, I have a distaste being feeling forced, on a specific day of the year, to try and prove my love for her with material gifts.
Have we lost the point?
Over the past few years, I’ve started to view Mother’s and Father’s Day much as I do Valentine’s Day – as a commercial exploitation of something that should be sacred.
I believe we should all express love for our mothers and fathers, but can we only this once a year by taking them to an overpriced and packed restaurant and by giving them gifts?
There must be more meaningful ways to honour our mothers.
It turns out that I’m not the only one to question the commercialism of Mother’s Day. Here are a few thought-provoking reads from people (including mothers) who are less than impressed with the way our society celebrates Mother’s Day:
- Why We Don’t Celebrate Mother’s Day in our Home
- Why I Don’t Celebrate Mother’s Day
- Why I don’t celebrate Mother’s Day: a mum’s letter to her son
What lessons are we passing on?
In a time when extravagant spending is actively encouraged and more people are living in debt than ever before, I wonder what today’s children are learning as they celebrate Mother’s and Father’s Day.
As a mommy-to-be, I’m starting to think about what I want to teach my child. Obviously it’s a conversation to have with my Mr, but I’d like to encourage my child to celebrate as I did – all those years ago before retailers sent emails and text messages telling us what to buy mom and dad.
I’d like to teach my child to observe Mother’s and Father’s Day because, just as children need to be taught to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you,’ they may need to be taught (and reminded) to value their parents.
What I’ll expect from my child
So come the time, I’ll happily eat the burnt scrambled eggs and proudly save the scribbled card. And when Father’s Day comes around, I’d help our child make something cool for dad too, not because he’d need it but because he’d love it.
And when my child leaves home, I won’t expect an annual lunch somewhere fancy or a bottle of perfume – I’ll expect that my child to value me enough to share their time with me on a regular basis, not once a year out of an sense of obligation. After all, out of the things money can’t buy, time and love are the most precious.