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#momfail: Easter in June
When you’re a mom, each holiday seems to come with it’s own set of pressures and expectations; and Easter is no exception…
Prior to kids, you probably didn’t give Easter much thought. Maybe you celebrated it, maybe you didn’t. Maybe you bought a new dress and went to a family gathering. It just didn’t take up a lot of brain space.
After having kids, Easter turns into a miniature Christmas. Some parents go all out buying their kids multiple full-size toys that would never, ever fit into an Easter basket; but even if you don’t go to those extremes (which is another conversation in and of itself), there are still Easter basket expectations. There is supposed to be candy and tiny toys put into a cute basket with fake grass that is going to be found all over your house for the next few months.
There are supposed to be egg hunts. You do them in your backyard with your own plastic egg supply, and you sign up to go to the community egg hunts, which are way to crowded for anyone to enjoy themselves. You end up waiting out in rainy spring weather for your child to run around for 30 seconds snatching a few eggs before crying that they didn’t get enough.
There is supposed to be egg decorating complete with hard boiled eggs, messy dye, and Pinterest looking results. This doesn’t sound so bad - how hard is it to hard boil eggs and decorate them? That sounds fun! Except when you throw little kids into the mix… Chances are that you will forget to buy eggs at the store, your child will spill the cup of dye, and will immediately beg to eat whatever egg they just made a mess decorating.
There are supposed to be themed parties, decorations, crafts, and activities. What’s the point of having an Easter lunch if there isn’t handmade table decor? Recipes need to taste good and look good. And there are supposed to be matching outfits for the whole family that somehow stay clean through muddy Easter egg hunts and result in adorable Instagram posts.
It is all enough to leave you in tears, and this year I opted out. Some people may view this as a #MomFail, but I am calling it a #MomWin and encouraging you to let go of anything that you don’t truly want to do.
I didn’t sign up for any community Easter egg hunts. We didn’t wear cute, matching outfits. We didn’t do Easter themed crafts. I didn’t buy them extravagant toys. We didn’t decorate Easter eggs. They didn’t even open their Easter baskets on Easter morning (more on this later).
And I felt really guilty about it. I scrolled through Facebook and Instagram looking at all of these other moms that had it all together. They had adorable pictures, and they all looked like they were having fun! I felt like I was depriving my kids of an enjoyable experience and being a grouch about it all.
Those feelings gradually subsided, but the redeeming moment came about two months later in June. We had had such a busy weekend on Easter weekend that we never got around to the boys opening their Easter baskets from us. They were sitting on the basement steps in a bag waiting for the right moment. One day in June, my one son found the Easter baskets; and the boys were SO thrilled.
Instead of it seeming like an obligation and a chore, it was a rainy day surprise. They were so excited to find little treats and little toys. They ended up playing with the slime that was in their Easter baskets for the majority of that day! It was simple fun without all of the pressures.
It was an a-ha moment for me to make sure that I am not judging myself or others for their #MomFails when in their own life it might be a #MomWin. From the outside, I was the mom who didn’t give her kids fancy Easter baskets. But I knew that I was the mom that gave her kids a special surprise on a random day in June :)
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