I know that I would be in a better mood this week if I focused my energies on something else. Like the laundry that never ends. Or the fish-face that this kid next to me is making saying, “FISH, MOMMY! I FISH!” Or the slobber that the other one is currently pooling into my lap. Or the fact that my Husband just got a prestigious award for saving someone’s life. Or the nice weather. Or. Or. Or.

And really. I am focused on a lot of that. But Mother’s Day keeps smacking me in the face. Every commercial break. Every conversation with people who don’t understand the trigger issue of the day for me. Every piece of junk mail. Every spam mail. Every flipping forward. Every blog post written by well-meaning author.

And the latter is the one that has me in a tizzy this morning.

I came across a piece that “honored” mothers this morning. Mothers of all kinds. Mothers who have lost children to miscarriage, premature birth, stillbirth, SIDS and other childhood deaths. Mothers who have struggled to conceive. Mothers who were “forced into single motherhood.” (Not my words.) Step mothers.

But, oh, no mention of birth mothers. We don’t deserve to be honored. (Also? Foster mothers weren’t mentioned so I was peeved for them as well.) We didn’t do anything more than get knocked up and push out a kid. We aren’t anything important in our child’s life. We aren’t deserving of a mention, a nod or any other form of recognition. We are nothing. Nothing.

It’s crap like that… that leave me wishing this week was already over and I could fully concentrate on the big hoopla I’m planning for my Husband’s birthday. Some have said, “Well, just ignore the day.” Have you tried to ignore Mother’s Day? It’s all up in my computer, my television, my inbox, my snail mailbox, my telephone, my entire world. I would have to live in a cave. Which doesn’t sound like a bad idea. But then I couldn’t work and, well, things need to get done. Did I mention the laundry?

That said, The Today Show is featuring Single Moms right now. And while I can guess that they won’t bother to honor a birth mother this week, I smiled during this entire segment. These ladies are awesome and break myths and stereotypes as well. Go Mamas!

Okay. Off to kiss and cuddle wiggly-boys.