We were out late last night, at a dinner party. (Well, let me define 'late'. For me it is anything past ten. We got home at midnight.) It was a lovely evening with delicious food and delightful company, but I knew this morning wasn't going to be joyful. In fact, I was thankful it was Saturday morning because generally I get to sleep in on Saturday and my husband gets the luxury on Sunday.
Way too early there was a little one by my side, waking me up, as her clock now said she could leave her room.
Ugh! I thought as she gently kissed my cheek.
"Happy Mother's Day!" she said softly.
Now here is the dilemma. She chose me this morning because it is Mothers' Day (at least in most of the Arab world) and therefore the day should be spent with me. In my mind, since it's Mothers' Day, I should get to sleep in!
We spent the next couple of hours snuggling and playing games. Once Daddy was up we began our regular Saturday routines - I plan menus for the week and make the shopping list and then they head out to collect what I have requested via the list. As they stopped by, dropping off water from the 'Water Shop' before heading to the produce stand and the 'Nut Shop' with a final visit to Mr. Joseph, the 'Cheese Guy', I was given the option of going out to brunch upon their return.
I need to insert that my husband thinks it is ridiculous and/or unfair that I get two Mother's Days and he gets only one. I am quick to point out that I did not request this 'extra' one in March and would be fine with the one in May. (This one is too close to my birthday and I like my 'special days' spread out.) This being said, the culture here is HUGE on Mothers' Day. She brought home a card she made for me in her class and presented me with a rose from her after-school care. The flower shops are spilling onto the streets in anticipation of all the flowers that will be presented today. Everyone talks about it. Really, this is the Mothers' Day that is more real to her than a day, many Sundays from now when my husband and I will wish our moms "Happy Mothers' Day' when we talk to them on Skype.
Hey, if you can't beat them, join them. I got up early, but at least I am about to go to brunch!