What should I get mom for Mother's Day?

I remember when I was a little boy in school; we would make our mom抯 a silly little art project for Mother抯 day. You know, a baby food jar with construction paper on it and a tissue paper flower.

Now, don抰 get me wrong, I am sure mom loved that little home made gift. And most mothers probably still have those little papered jars stored away in a box somewhere so they can pull them out and remember when we were young. Although, as we get older we realize that our gift was not really practical. We start to think maybe I should get mom something better. Something she can use regularly, but more importantly, something she really needs.

If you are like me, your mother is probably at the age where she can order off the senior抯 menu. With the special discounts on food also come other more undesirable aspects related to age. The weather no longer seems as warm as it used to. Her feet get colder easier; the extra thick comforters come out of the closet while it is still summertime, and all sleepwear is either flannel or fleece.

As we get older our roles start to reverse with our parents. They spent our entire childhood worried that maybe we weren抰 dressed warm enough for the weather, and did we take that sweater to school in case the wind picked up. At bedtime my mom would stick her head in the door 5 minutes after I was in bed to check I was warm enough all snuggled up in my Flintstones pj抯 or did I need a big knitted pair of socks on too.

My mother抯 penchant for saving on heating hasn抰 lessened over the years. She would rather wear 3 sweaters than turn the heat up, always runs the hot water for 5 minutes to heat up the bathroom before a bath, and eighteen blankets on the bed at night. But times have changed. Fleece can now withstand weather only seen in the arctic. Slippers are not only warm and fuzzy but they now come with non-slip soles ?another concern we get as our parents age.

My mother has slippers that remind her of her old dog Farley, slippers to wear when company is over, slippers to wear outside to put the garbage in the garage, slippers for every occasion it seems. She doesn抰 worry about slipping in them, and I don抰 worry about what might happen if she were to slip. She has a warm fleece bathrobe so she no longer has to wash, dry and dress in the bathroom to conserve heat. I notice the bed isn抰 piled high with blankets anymore, mom is finally warm without the bulk of three sweaters and knitted stockings.

With Mother抯 Day fast approaching I think I am going to replace baby food jar vases with slippers, tissue paper flowers with fleece bathrobes, and eighteen blankets on the bed with warm flannel pajamas. In doing this I also give myself something that can抰 be bought ?less worry about my aging mom, and some piece of mind knowing she is warm at night all snuggly in her fleece and flannel.

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A Quick Guide to Mothers Day Flowers

Mothers Day comes but once a year so it's something many of us want to make sure we get right. Finally you have decided on flowers, so what do you do now? Do you pop to your local gas station and grab the first bunch you see, no, you take your time, look around and see what the option are. The best option, if you have the time and your mother lives locally enough, is still to go to a florist. Admittedly this is a scary prospect,
especially for those of a male gender but you will get good advice and it's always best to see the product you抮e buying. Also local delivery is usually fairly reliable, so even if you can't deliver them in person it's still a good choice.


The distance options come down to ordering by telephone or over the net. Here you have to be careful, have a clear idea of what you抮e looking for, the type of flowers and the amount of money you want to spend. Look for companies that offer guarantees, then if it all does go wrong at least you have some means of claiming recompense. On the net you can find hundreds of florist on any search engine all offering very similar services so look at the small print and remember that the biggest companies are not always the best. Sometimes you are better off looking for a smaller company situated locally to your mother抯 address.

Lastly make sure someone is around to take the delivery. If she's not at home when the delivery arrives then you often lose any entitlement to recompense for late or non-delivery. If necessary ask a neighbor to accept the delivery, otherwise you may spoil the surprise!

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Gift Basket an Excellent Choice for Mother's Day

This Mother's Day, I've decided to pamper mom with a gift basket. With so may available options, it's no wonder more people are choosing gift baskets as a way to express gratitude for a job well done. In this case, the "job well done" was raising my siblings and I to be civilized adults despite our propensity to make that an almost impossible task. I think I'm going to get mom a home spa gift basket so that she can pamper herself in the one place she feels completely comfortable...home. A friend of mine sent me the same gift basket last year after I received a promotion at work and I can tell you from experience that the salts, rubs and bath oils contained within had me wanting to stay in the bath all weekend long for several weeks after.

Then again, I might get mom a gourmet gift basket so that she can indulge in the delectable offerings from overseas gourmet food shops. It's true that theirs no better way to a person's heart than through the stomach, at least in my family. Of course, there's always the chocolate gift basket. This would inevitably be met with gratitude until the chocolates are all gone, at which point I would be reminded that I "forced" mom off her diet. Then again, I imagine dad would be all too happy to help alleviate her of the responsibility of enjoying all the wonderful chocolates contained theirin. To be honest, it's hard to choose just one gift basket to send. Maybe I'll have a customized gift basket made to give mom even more items to enjoy.

I guess that's the toughest part of buying a mother's day gift. How can you possibly express all the feelings you have toward someone who has give you so much of herself with just one gift? The nice thing about gift baskets is that they are, indeed, much more than just one gift. In fact, a gift baskets almost guarantees me that mom will find something she can enjoy, and that's just one of the things I have to be grateful for on Mother's Day.

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An Inspirational Poem for Mother's Day

If you are looking for an inspirational poem that shows an understanding of what a mom has to deal with, this is the one. Every mom, young or old, knows this by heart and can only hope that her children will understand when they grow up.

"You don't love me!" How many times have your kids laid that one on you? And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much? Someday, when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother, I will tell them.

A MOTHER'S LOVE GOES DEEP

I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money that we could afford and you couldn't.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover your handpicked friend was a creep;
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your bedroom, a job that would have taken me fifteen minutes.
I loved you enough to say, "Yes, you may go to Disney World on Mother's Day."
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, mistrust and tears in my eyes.
I loved you enough not to make excuses for your lack of respect or you bad manners.
I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and ask your forgiveness.
I loved you enough to ignore "what every other mother" did or said.
I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, hurt and fail.
I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your own actions, at 6, 10, and 16.
I loved you enough to figure you would lie about the party being chaperoned but forgave you for it after discovering I was right.
I loved you enough to shove you off my lap, let go of your hand, be mute to your pleas and insensitive to your demands...so that you had to stand alone.
I loved you enough to accept you for what you are, not what I wanted you to be.

But most of all, I loved you enough to say 搉o?when you hated me for it.

THAT WAS THE HARDEST PART OF ALL.

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