My mum came to see us, because I live with her mum, and we had a gift exchange.
Then she spent the entire time complaining about her health, which isn't terrible and still fixable if she takes some personal responsibility, think pre-diabetes, fatty liver, anxiety.
But when we offered encouragement or advice she didn't actually want that. She wanted us to just confirm that she was dying, she's not responsible for herself, it's all the shitty NHSs fault, and then to top it off she complained about the gift I gave her which she has spent the last 4 weeks asking for and cost me a significant amount of money which would have been better off in my pocket.
She left quite abruptly complaining nobody listens to her and claiming we were angry with her which nobody was, although this is also a staple move of hers when she's hungover.
My sons father text me saying he is sorry he forgot about mothers day, which is an annual tradition, where he tells me that it isn't on his radar because his mum is dead and I remind him that whilst that is sad, his child's mum is very much still alive, but I just let the rest slide because I've no expectations of him and I was just grateful that I get to spend a nice sunny day with my little boy.
Not the shittest mothers day, and definitely not racing to the bottom with anyone but I don't know why we 3 women can't just say fuck it, let's go for Sunday lunch somewhere, have a mooch round a garden centre or something, kiss eachother on the cheek and part ways at the end of the day and be content that it was just nice to spend time with eachother.