I don’t post as much about my mom any more. Not because I don’t feel the fear, the pain and the guilt on an almost daily basis, but sometimes the weight of it all is debilitating and I have a life to live. I have made the choice to remove myself and my family from her – at least for the time being – and I need to give myself to that decision… completely.
But the pain is there and on days like Mothers Day, especially if you make a trip to Walmart in the week leading up to the big day, the signage alone makes your heart and your head ache.
But just like on my birthday, I shut down and ignore the day. I don’t know what the experts would say about this being my chosen coping mechanism, but so far it’s the only thing that really works. Of course “works” is a relative term.
The shutting down and ignoring part was easy to do because my husband was away (his first time back home since we moved, but that’s a post for another day) and Sugar Plum slept over at a friend’s house. When I woke up way to early thanks to my sweet little Bugaboo, no one but me knew it was Mothers Day. I made coffee for me and toaster waffles for the kids then set upon the disaster that was my house with a ferocity that comes only with the need to shut your brain off.
My floors have never been cleaner and by 11:30am just before I needed to leave the house (sparkling!) to pick Sugar Plum up and take her to ballet my mind was ready to unwrap the gifts my children handed me at daycare pick-up on Friday afternoon with strict instructions not to open until Sunday.
With tissue-paper-wrapped-gifts in hand I sat down on the floor in the family room and with each of them taking a section of my lap they unwrapped their own gifts and told me all about how they had made them.
A bracelet from Bugaboo.

A flower from Sweet Pea.

Followed by a million mommy kisses all over each of their faces. I put the bracelet on, put the flower on the mantle and rushed them out the door to pick up Sugar Plum and get on with our day.
By then I was present. I was ignoring the day, but I was present and happy and loving spending the day with the kids.
I know I don’t write as much about being a casualty of my mother’s mental illness, but for those of you who visit these pages to find comfort that you are not alone, I still feel it every day. But I am still coping, still living and mostly I am still loving becoming the mother I want to be a little bit more every single day.
If you’re like me, and you just made it through Mothers Day, I’m here to tell you that I know what a big deal that is. I’m here to congratulate all of us for making it through one more day. Especially one of the tougher ones.
North Carolina, President Obama and now the teenage daughter of Sarah Palin are all passing judgement on same sex marriage which makes for some interesting and sometimes heated discussion both on the blog-o-sphere and around the water cooler.

I am absolutely loving how Pampers and Procter and Gamble are celebrating the upcoming Olympics with the release of two videos: 



I highly recommend the Pizza Hut Dinner Box especially because it comes with those oh-so-yummy Chocolate Dunkers.
I ordered my own birthday cake once.
CONGRATULATIONS TO MICHELLE – The winner of the Little Tikes BBQ and Heinz Ketchup and many thanks to Heinz for this fabulous giveaway!
temperatures (perfect for grilling!) Heinz is offering Mommy Moment readers an opportunity to win this super-cute



