Last year was my first official Mothers Day.

I woke up that Sunday morning anticipating a special day, but when I rolled over to face Scotty, the first thing he said to me was, “I didn’t get you anything for Mothers Day.” Scotty isn’t usually a jerk, but on that day he was. I wasn’t necessarily expecting anything (because Scotty doesn’t present me with gifts for any occasion), but I was hoping for a sincere, “Happy Mothers Day!” and maybe some breakfast in bed or something. Instead, Scotty rolled over and went back to sleep, so I went downstairs and prepared my own breakfast while bawling my eyes out and making sure to bang the pots and pans loud enough to keep him awake.

I shouldn’t be telling this story to the internet, but you need to know what happened last year so you can further appreciate the steps I took to avoid this scenario this year.

It turned out that Scotty had wanted to get me a porch swing for the back yard, but he never had tome to go to the store and get it. Scotty and I had a nice long talk about the issue in which I explained to him that he should have just told me that. We discussed better ways in which he could have presented that information to me. I made sure to tell him how pissed off upset I was when he went back to sleep, and I had to go downstairs and make my own breakfast.

Now the question is: Did Scotty learn anything from this experience?

To prevent a repeat of last year’s traumatizing holiday, I - being the selfish good wife that I am- made a list of things that would make me really happy on Mothers Day and placed it on the seat of Scotty’s truck. It’s a pretty simple list including gift ideas and nice, little things that he can do. I don’t expect a gift, of course, but I expect something. Some kind of gesture of love and appreciation for the hard work I put in as the mother of his child.

Will it work?

I’ll be sure to report back to you.