Aren’t you tried of people asking you what you want for Mother’s Day? Shouldn’t they get it by now? Moms are bad asses. We do way more than humanly possible and push our bodies and minds to the limits. Get sick? Who has time to get sick? I am honestly typing this from the doctor’s office waiting to get an x-ray on my foot. (What – you don’t bring your laptop to the waiting room??)
If you seriously didn’t know by now – yes, I ran a HALF marathon six days ago. That’s 13.1 miles. Yes, thank you. I know it’s far. Yes I have a huge medal for it. No I have no plans to go for the full 26 miles.
Now that we’ve cleared that up, I realize that just like my foot that’s injured from overtraining, us moms are always injured a lot, too. And we just keep on going. But without rest, the body cannot have time to heal. So day after day you keep waking up early to pack lunches, trek to school, do laundry and cook dinner and wait – you actually WORK somewhere in the middle of that? Rest is key. Rest is actually…. H A R D.
Luckily I didn’t fracture my foot – really, I thought I did – and I just have a torn ligament (okay, that’s still sort of bad). I’m pissed because I can’t continue all my daily activities that I want, but maybe that’s the issue. Maybe I was forced to actually take a break. So, yes, a torn ligament is exactly what I need for Mother’s Day so I can do nothing but watch bad movies with my son and put my feet up – literally, it’s going to be elevated and iced.
So, you don’t have to go out and run a marathon to painfully make yourself stop, but use your day wisely. Trust me, you earned it. If anyone should get medals it’s moms for all the shit we do daily. But that just proves how humble we are – we don’t even need a medal – we just keep trucking.
But let’s not stop there. You should let everyone spoil the shit out of you tomorrow. Really.
Such as – Brother Jimmy’s will let you eat free.
When I say free, I mean free – literally ANYTHING mom orders on the menu is free – so dive into that face first. And kids already eat free, so I mean, avoiding FREE BBQ is a crime. At both the Lexington and Union Square locations, get ready to lick those fingers from smoked brisket, mac and cheese, the nachos (dear, GOD the nachos) and the infamous frickles. I say infamous because they’re so good they’re on the most wanted list.
Athleta. Yoga pants are a mom’s best friend.
And since I consider myself an slight athlete, I get to double wear these all day. And now, for all you moms who want to have matching outfits, you can grab some for your mini me as well. Athleta just launched their girls line in April, and now you can both go to school drop off in cute matching yoga pants. Or, you could actually GO to yoga. Or, you could just do cute moves together in your apartment like I do with my adopted daughter, Gia.
Ok, so you’ve stuffed yourself in your matching yoga pants. Now what? Sleep. Rest. Repeat. Go home. Remember it’s YOUR day, you don’t have to be obligated to go spend the rest of the day with your mother-in-law – I give you full permission to claim “sickness” and go lay in bed and watch sappy Lifetime movies. Or binge watch Anthony Bordain on Netflix like I do.
I’ll be on my couch tomorrow – I hope you’ll join me.
