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Tonight, I sit at home, wishing there was wine next to me…
Scratch that. Getting wine.
Tonight I sit with wine* by my side thinking about the HUGE party (by huge I mean more people then our family) we are throwing for our daughter’s 11th birthday. There are children coming I know only by class room reputation…*On a side note, let’s just be thankful for Walmart and $3 wines because by the time we buy all of the cheese this family eats AND snacks, we need a budget friendly Moscato.
Maybe I’m not alone here, but mom party prep is a 47 day process. I mean from cleaning the entire house that YOU KNOW is going to be completely wrecked the day of the party, to considering “Am I a bad mom for cleaning my kids rooms? Am I destroying their ability to to be MATURE and make good choices? WILL THEY EVERY shower without being ASKED?!” to wondering “Is there going to be ENOUGH food for these hobbit children? WILL THEY HAVE FUN? AM I THE COOL MOM that they will talk about at school? LIKELY because they are completely going to love my table decor and vases I’m bringing in from the garage.”
I’m going to be THAT MOM talked about for the rest of the year.
The mental process of planning a kids home birthday alone deserves a small (clean) parade dancing on my behalf while I sip my wine and someone paints my nails. Is that asking too much? I don’t think so. And this is the point where I think, do I need to create a guide for moms when party planning? AM I now the expert because I’ve thrown 13 parties completely in my mind simply by pinning on pinterest? Yes, yes I am.
And while we are on the topic of pintrest, let’s just talk about the elephant in the room- ONE MOM did all of the things on our board for our BIRTHDAY PARTY THEME OK? BUT WE WILL ALL STILL DIE TRYING TO DO EVERY SINGLE pin we have pinned because WE NEED THEMED WATER BOTTLES or our kids childhood will be ruined and they likely won’t go to college or ever be HAPPY. It’s imperative. No sleep will be had, because those printable labels will be on those bottles so help me…..
And let’s talk about PARTY DECOR expectations. Today, I saw a blog going Viral about a little girl who had a Target party while I was in car line. Sure I had a mom bun and left over eye liner from the day before, but when I saw that I thought “I HAVE TO GO BIGGER, BETTER.” I’m planning a Starbucks party. Gotta up my game. Is the SEO of Starbucks available to just stop by? No? Does anyone know Beyonce personally who could put in a good word? Party is on Saturday. Thanks.
“Babe, I’m here to move stuff,”<— DAD party prep. He didn’t clean the kids rooms, wonder if by doing so they will be 45 and never move out. I’m pretty sure he’s never put the sheets on so when they fold over the comforter the detailed pattern shows up the right way. And he didn’t wipe the small little place down at the base of the toilet that no guy ever knows is there. An entire kingdom of magical germs and their leaders could live and die a thousands deaths and maybe men would never know because they don’t know what I am talking about, BUT you warrior woman do.
“Move stuff babe”- like I have my own sexy furniture mover. Bless his heart. In his mind, maybe moving the furniture is really all it takes to throw a party.GRANTED he asked for a list of things we needed to do, and I handed him half sentences with some doodles and check marks. Clear to me, not as clear to macho mover. Sometime this week I unloaded my mind to him and he stared blankly with his gorgeous eyes glazed over. TOO MUCH JULIE, TOO MUCH.
And now, I sit with the house half cleaned, three days before the party and think “will my blog go viral? Will they move about before they are 45? Will they ever not squeeze the toothpaste all over the sink like they are dinosaurs trying to live in a human world?”
I don’t know, but I do know, this little girl will laugh a million laughs and when it’s all said and done she will curl up in her sheets she didn’t know where tucked in with the detail facing the right way and breath a deep sigh with a thousand memories… and then, when she wakes up to us eating fist fulls of cupcakes, we’ll remind her, we EARNED them.
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