How I Almost Missed My Mother’s Day

Phil always takes Fia to school while I do the pickup. He walks her to the classroom, thus passing the board postings with sign up sheets and information about all that is going on. I find her on the playground and don’t walk past the boards. Which is why I got a call from Phil at 9:05 this morning wondering why I didn’t bring her to school.

“Are you aware there is some Mother’s Day tea thing you’re supposed to do with Fia this morning?”

“Um, no,” I said as I looked down at myself, still in my pajamas, while Emmett ran around in his diaper, snot pouring out of his nose. Leave it to me to mess up my own holiday.

“Well there is a 9:30 slot. I signed you up. You have to come right now. Bring Emmett with you and I will take him home until you get back.”

It figures it’s a day that Em has a cold and can’t go to preschool. I hate inconveniencing Phil. He writes from home so it feels like a slippery slope when I have to ask him for a favor. But in this case, he volunteered. Still, I was stressed about his potential annoyance of this event cutting into his workday.

I threw Emmett and myself together in exactly 243 seconds and bolted out the door.

I cursed traffic and myself for not checking the board. I thought, Maybe Phil should just quickly do it since he’s there already. Then I can do Father’s Day or something….I mean, will she really know the difference or care?

I got there at 9:34, handed off Emmett to Phil, (who luckily didn’t seem at all resentful), and ran in.

There was Fia in her pretty red dress and striped tights waiting for me. I was the last mom to arrive. She beamed and took my hand.

“Come Mama, first we do a work project together.”

(This being Montessori, I’m always curious about what they do during the day.)

Fia sat down at her table where her “cracker work” is. Now this is something she does every single day. Usually it’s her first task. It’s a tough one. You put 4 saltine crackers on the grid, then eat them. It’s only for the very brilliant. This little morning ritual cracks us up.

Every day, “Fia what work did you do?”

“The cracker work!” she says through giggles.

“Of course you did,” we reply in unison.

However, today the teacher and I agree that maybe we can find something slightly more interesting (albeit probably not nearly as challenging) for us to do together.   Fia picked a project where she had to match picture cards of baby animals with their mama’s. Appropriate since we are honoring Mother’s Day.

First up: An elephant. Whose baby is called a….. Baby elephant? (My guess). Nope, a calf.

Next: A horse, whose baby is called a…. Pony? (My guess). Nope, a foal. And mama is a horse? Nope, a mare. Dad’s a stallion. Oh right. 

Perhaps I should have stuck to watching her eat Saltines. I did manage to get the Kangaroo and Joey combo correct so all my schooling wasn’t for naught.

After we completed the work Fia again took my hand and brought me outside to a table. There, she served me cold tea with banana bread and fruit.

It’s amazing how small things like this can be so damn touching when you become a parent. I noticed her confidence in taking my hand and guiding me; her pride in telling her friends, “here’s my mom!” and her love, which is fully encompassing.

I am so happy I didn’t miss this little event. It’s a simple reminder that despite the daily schlepping grind, the diaper changing and snot wiping (at least for Emmett), the battling of traffic–and battles in general– it is a privilege be carry the title “Mom.”

When we were finished eating she gave me a card, neatly wrapped with a paper flower and bookmark she had made. In it there were sentences she had finished. “I like my mom because (fill in blank).” Her last line said, “My Mom is special because…she really really really loves me.” 

She will just never know how much…until she becomes a mom herself.

Happy Mother’s Day to all you moms out there. We are the luckiest club in the world.


Find fun, crafty projects your daughter can bond over,  here.

Mother's Day Paper Crafts: Cupcake Carnations
Mother's Day Paper Crafts: Cupcake Carnations
Mother's Day Paper Crafts: Cupcake Carnations

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