Well, here it is. It happens every year. It came and went last year, and now its back, only this year exponentially worse. The Land of Birthdays. It started earlier this year....before my birthday. How the HECK did that happen? While Boo Boo is the best father any mother could ask to get paired with, he blessed me with a birthday to plan every other month from fall until spring. I think its a conspiracy. I asked for summer babies...I got winter babies. I didn't think I could be clearer when I said "I want my kids to have outdoor parties, so they have to be born in the summer. NO WINTER BABIES." Don't get me wrong, I love my kids. All of them. I even got a bonus daughter.
But planning indoor parties is the worst ever. Period. That means sand, dirt, snow in my house. Or shelling out my uterus for an indoor location; neither of which I want to do. So I got an email reminding me that Punkin's birthday is just 2 months away. Thank you junk mail. Thank you for thinking I'm so irresponsible I don't remember when my kids birthday's are. Thank you also for coming into my email just as I was checking it with Punkin'. Now the planning begins. "Mom on September 26, you have to throw me the best party EVER! Its going to be Hello Kitty cuz she's my favorite." What? You don't own ANYTHING Hello Kitty, when did she become your favorite??? "Now. I want a Hello Kitty party, with cupcakes. NOT a regular cake. Got it?" Yea I got 'it' alright. That was yesterday.
Today, she decided that not I, but her Grandmother would plan the best party ever. Sadly, Grandma's don't plan parties anymore. Nor do we have parties on a school day. So you my dear will have a party before your actual birthday. That did not float Punkin's boat at all. Until I told her that Sweet Pea didn't even get a birthday party at all when she turned 1. Punkin' got the choice of either having a party the weekend before (or after) but not on her actual birthday, or not having one at all. She made a good choice, but not before trying to bargain. She bargained that even if we have her party on a different day, Boo Boo and I would still make her actual birthday the best day ever. She would wake up and feel taller that day, then she would find a surprise in her room and I would make her breakfast just the way she liked it before going to school. At school she would have a surprise party then come home to more surprises. Great, she's in fantasy land and her poor heart will be broken by me again when I tell her school won't throw her a surprise party....awesome.
So here it is. August 4 and I am planning a birthday for the end of September. Don't forget, I can do it again every other month! So in November, instead of planning a birthday this year, I will be giving birth...so next year November doesn't feel left out in this mix. January is Sweet Pea's birthday....I wonder what Punkin' will try to con me into planning for that. The end of the Land of Birthday's is rounded up in March with Boo Boo's birthday. Literally every other month of planning for 7 months of the year. I can do all this, I really can. Even while pregnant, breastfeeding, recovering from giving birth, more breastfeeding. Boy am I lucky? I bet you're jealous. Don't lie. You are. Seriously tho. I am blessed to have a wonderful family. Even if I have to plan my own birthday...
