Did you get exactly what you wanted for Mother’s Day?
I didn’t get what I asked for; instead, I got something even better.
My fellow blogger, Stephanie, got what she wanted, a coffee machine, but it didn’t come from any of her children, or even her spouse. Rather, the self assured mother of three took the initiative to purchase the appliance, and gifted it to herself.
Some may consider Stephanie’s move audacious, while others may consider it empowering. Personally, I classify it as self preservation. A requirement for many mothers out there.
If you aren’t going to look out for yourself, then who is?
Preserving your sanity or your physical well being is not something you should rely on others for.
Apparently, the same can be said for Mother’s Day gifts. If you know your kids aren’t going to deliver, then pass on the sulking or the “woe is me” shots of Jagermeister and do what makes you happy.
I’ve been lusting after a Dyson for years now.
Drooling over a vacuum; does it get much more pathetic than that?
A vacuum that I am forced to push because if not me, then who?
A vacuum that will suck up other people’s crud from the floors, so that we don’t have to live in a pigsty.
A vacuum that is so expensive I never really expect someone to gift it to me, but I refuse to let the dream die, so I keep asking, and asking, and asking.
So, why not just buy it and gift it to myself?
For the same reason I don’t expect anyone else to slap a red ribbon on it and present it to me for Mother’s Day, Christmas, or my upcoming birthday—its $400 price tag.
Acceptance of one’s state in life, an adjustment of expectations and a healthy resignation that what will be will be, goes a long way to foster inner peace.
A new coffee machine doesn’t hurt either.
How do you feel about buying your own Mother’s Day/birthday/Christmas/anniversary gifts?