childless on Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day is Coming; Duck and Cover

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It’s almost Mother’s Day. Judging by everything I’m seeing all around me, it already is Mother’s Day and it lasts for several weeks. I don’t know many women who actually enjoy Mother’s Day. Most of us either don’t have kids, do have kids but don’t get along with them, don’t have a living mother to honor or don’t get along with their mothers and grandmothers. For everybody, the day seems to be fraught with tension. Have to get a gift. Have to send flowers. Have to take Mom out to brunch. But what are the siblings doing? Poor Mom can get pulled around among the kids till she feels like a Stretch Armstrong doll.

But we who do not have children can choose to ignore this day. It’s like National Secretaries Day or Canada Day. If we’re not secretaries and not Canadian or close to people who are, it has nothing to do with us.
Mother’s Day is hard. It reminds us of everything we don’t have. The main problem is the onslaught of advertising that insists we all have these happy families full of children, parents and grandparents who can’t wait to celebrate “Mom” with expensive gifts and tear-jerking cards. It builds up an expectation that is rarely fulfilled. I’ll bet if you asked mothers whether Mother’s Day was everything they’d hoped for, they’d say no. Well, maybe that one time back in 1983 . . .
It’s an advertising-based mass hysteria, sort of like the craziness that gets built up around the American Idol contestants. Last week when they went “back home,” they were honored with parades, speeches, and huge gatherings of fans bearing signs and gifts. The crowds were going nuts. Even little kids were screaming the Idols’ names. Now surely these people don’t all care that much about Angie or Kree or Candice. But they’ve been told over and over that it’s a REALLY BIG DEAL, so now they’re out on the streets screaming and bursting into tears because they met an American Idol. Those are manufactured emotions, my friends, and I think a lot of what we’re made to feel on Mother’s Day—and Father’s Day to a lesser extent—is also manufactured emotion.
Yes, we love our mothers and many of us who don’t have kids yearn to be mothers, but the bigger the hype the more it hurts. It’s hard to avoid; it’s everywhere. I went to our local department store a few days ago, and the staff kept making announcements about Mother’s Day sales and things we could buy for “Mom.” I passed displays of flowers, dresses and gift baskets, and my receipt came with a coupon for the jewelry department. The local paper is loaded with restaurant ads for Mother’s Day brunch and information about Mother’s Day activities.
Some of you will be attending gatherings of family or friends where you’ll be face to face with other people’s babies and with relatives who want to know why you’re not reproducing. You have my sympathy. I’ll be doing music all day, first at church—yes with its special prayer for mothers—and then at a song circle where with luck nobody will even mention Mother’s Day.
It’s a tough day. It took me years to stop being a ball of anger all day long, but I’m learning to let it go. You can, too, with time and practice. Meanwhile, if you can avoid the holiday craziness by going out in nature, watching a movie marathon or staying in bed all day, do it. If not, do your best to honor the mothers and not take it personally.
If you want to read more about Mother’s Day by people who understand how you feel, here are links to Marcy Cole’s Huffington Post piece, “Mother’s Day for Childless Women,” and author Anne Lamott’s classic on “Why I Hate Mother’s Day.”
Hang in there. On Monday, Mother’s Day will be over for another year.

Happy un-Mother’s day

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I know it’s not quite Mother’s Day yet, about five hours to go here in Oregon, but it’s Mother’s Day somewhere, and you may have noticed that the mania started early. Advertisements for gifts for Mom, friends planning Mother’s Day activities, radio shows playing mother-centric songs–it’s everywhere. Even on Facebook, it’s Mom, Mom, Mom.
It occurred to me as I was walking my dog through the woods a little while ago, that there’s nothing out there in nature to make us feel bad about not having children. The trees don’t care. The squirrels aren’t running around buying gifts for their mothers. The mama robins aren’t stressing out over whether they’ll get presents tomorrow. Just get away from the media, and you’ll be fine.

I went to a post-wedding shower this afternoon. It was lovely, high tea elegantly served in a beautiful house, followed by gifts and wedding pictures. Everybody else there except the new bride is not only a wife but a mother, and the bride is actively trying to get pregnant. I felt a bit like a purple goose in a field full of white ones. But that’s okay. We must learn to be proud of our purpleness. God made us purple for a reason.

I ran across a great column at Salon.com by Anne Lamott called “Why I Hate Mother’s Day.” You might want to read it. Anne is a mother, but she gets how we feel.

My own un-Mother’s Day gift to you is the release of Childless by Marriage, the Kindle ebook. Click here to buy it for only $2.99. Cheaper than the cocktail you might get to wash your troubles away.

Try not to feel sorry for yourself today or to dishonor the mothers in your life just because of your own lack of children. Go do something you enjoy. The day will pass and you can forget about it for another year.

Surviving another Mother’s Day

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Dear friends, it’s almost Mother’s Day. If you’re anything like me, you hate this day. It’s all about mothers, and you are not a mother. People who don’t know you assume that you look like a mother and must be one, and that makes it hurt all the more. Everywhere you turn, you see tributes to “Mom,” advertisements for gifts and special activities for “Mom” and people planning family get-togethers to honor “Mom.” You might even be hosting or attending one of these events this weekend. I’m sorry. I’ll be leading the choir at two Masses at church on Sunday morning, so I’ll get to experience the Mother’s Day prayers and the after-Mass brunch twice. Then I’ll go home to my dog.

For me, Mother’s Day is not as bad as it used to be. For a while, especially after my mother died, the whole thing turned me into a raging crazy woman. I used to expect cards and gifts from the stepchildren, and that didn’t happen. I get it. They have their own mother and grandmother to honor. It’s just a tough day.

To survive, I urge you to avoid as much of the Mother’s Day mania as you can. Do something that makes you feel good, preferably far away from mass media. If you can’t, try to focus your energy on honoring people you love. Try not to obsess about what you don’t have.Think of Mother’s Day like Father’s Day or Secretaries Day or Brussell’s Sprouts Appreciation Day. It has nothing to do with you, so let it go.

And here’s another antidote, shameless plug intended: Childless by Marriage, the Kindle ebook, is available now as at Amazon.com. You don’t have to have a Kindle to read it. You can download the Kindle reading program for free on any computer or smart-phone and most tablets such as the iPad. So curl up with a book and ignore the craziness until Mother’s Day goes away. You might want to skip ahead to the chapter called Mother’s Day Rant.

The print book will be out this summer, but you can read the ebook today for only $2.99.

Another antidote: Feel free to rant about Mother’s Day here in the comments all you want.  We’re here for you.

Surviving Mother’s Day

Sue Fagalde Lick childless on Mother's Day

Dear childless friends, the Mother’s Day assault is on. In the course of three minutes of channel surfing the morning shows, I came across gifts for “Mom,” a Mother’s Day breakfast cooking demo, and two TV show hostesses wishing each other “Happy Mother’s Day.” It’s enough to drive a childless woman nuts, especially if she didn’t exactly choose to be childless. Do I hear an AMEN?

I jotted down a few suggestions for surviving this holiday.

* Either avoid the television until after Mother’s Day or record the shows you want to watch and skip the commercials. Or, watch DVDs until it’s over.

* Instead of dwelling on your own lack of children, honor the women who are mothers in your life–your mother, grandmothers, sisters, friends and others. By taking the attention off yourself, you may be able to put a positive spin on Mother’s Day.

* Buy yourself a gift. You know you deserve it.

* If you have stepchildren, don’t expect them to show up bearing gifts. They’re busy with their real mother and probably won’t even think about you. Don’t take it personally.

* Avoid restaurants and mom-oriented events. Get away from it all by going hiking, to the gym, to a movie, to the dog park, or something else where the emphasis is not on moms and their children. I’m attending a poetry conference this weekend.

Here’s another suggestion, and this is important. If you really feel that your life will be ruined if you never have kids and that your partner will never understand, perhaps it’s time to think about giving him an ultimatum: If we can’t conceive or adopt a child together, I’m out of here. Do it while you still have time. For me, I think Fred was worth the sacrifice, but that’s not always the case.

Overall, try not to feel sorry for yourself. If necessary, duck and cover until it’s over. Happy, um, Monday.

I’d love to hear your suggestions.