Woken up early this morning by 3 year old. Resist getting out of bed by turning on the TV for him, but it's no good, he's bouncing around raring to go. OH sleeps in another room, but could surely hear him stomping around the landing and being loud.
Came downstairs to find a card and a little plant on my desk.
Nice gesture I guess, he got me something, more than some years.
But actually, it kind of felt like a slap in the face.
He knew that I'd be up before him, in fact he knew that even after we all got up he wouldn't be up for a considerable time afterwards, such that he'd better stick it on my desk as he'd not be getting up to give it to me until well into the day.
I'd sooner he got me nothing and pretend he forgot it was mother's day so as not to effectively be saying:
"Have a nice mother's day, on your own with three kids, while I stay in bed."