May is just around the corner, and with it comes a day that every mommy looks forward to: Mother’s Day.
Mom’s spend a lot of time doing a lot of thankless tasks throughout the year, we are yelled at by the tiny people we are trying to rear and clean up the same mess 10 times a day simply to do it all again tomorrow.
On Mother’s day, our tiny humans thank us with cards and extra kisses, our spouses shower us in relaxation and breakfast made by anyone but mom.
It’s a wonderful day, just for MOMS. For the women who have created life inside their own bodies or chosen to spend their lives raising children they married into or were fortunate enough to adopt.
We deserve this day.
Which is why, while I search through the card aisle for the perfect card for my own mother, who has put up with 34 years of ME, I get pretty annoyed with the card category entitled “Pet Mom.”
Um, no! I get that you love your pet, that you may refer to yourself as it’s “mama” and dote on it like you think you would a child. BUT….
YOUR PET IS NOT YOUR CHILD!
Not to mention the fact that here in America we have National Pet Day, established in 2005 and celebrated on April 11th…That’s your day. NOT Mother’s or Father’s Day.
I get that you love your pets. Our dog is a huge part of our family and I don’t think it would be quite the same without her neurotic little butt wagging around. However, she’s a DOG. I can leave her at home by herself and she will be fine, I can put her in a kennel and she will be happy for hours. I feed her in a bowl on the floor and don’t wipe her booty for her.
None of these things can be done with children or you will find yourself visiting with a representative from CPS.
Pet lovers, you spend hours teaching your pets tricks and how to act in public. That’s great, and I truly appreciate your hard work, but it doesn’t compare to years of child rearing attempting to turn tiny people (who consider your every lesson to be torture) into functional members of society. Mothers and Fathers are creating people who will one day be responsible for themselves and the future of others. We spend hours doing homework we forgot how to do 20 years ago, we find teachable moments in everything we can so that our kids hopefully turn into successful adults and not serial killers.
Every minute detail of our children’s lives is important to us as their parents, for our own memories as well as their future.
When our child gets sick, we would sell our souls and every worldly possession to find a cure, no matter what the prognosis. I would sell my house, live on the street, work 90 hours a week ANYTHING to pay for EVERYTHING possible to save my baby.
If your pet gets cancer that the vet says is incurable, you can take their pain away with $150 and a needle….And yes that’s harsh…but it’s the truth.
Your pet’s are important part of your lives, and that love is a wonderful thing that the world truly needs more of. We need more compassion for those that are smaller and weaker than we are.
Nevertheless, please don’t take away from the one day that I get a “thank you” and a pass on housework, by calling your pet your child or assuming that having a pet qualifies you as a Mother in the true sense of the word.