Know this now; I am not a morning person! So if you ever happen to meet me anytime before 10am be warned; I will not be friendly. And if it’s before 10am and I haven’t had my first cup of coffee for the day, then run for your life!
Unfortunately I do not have the luxury of being myself and avoiding mornings all together. Ahh, the good old days pre-kids, when my weekend would mean getting out of bed at 12pm to have breakfast, then getting back in again until 3 in the afternoon. Now, I’m the defeated and low-down mom who gets up every morning at 6:30 to grumble, complain and basically run around at the beck and call of a 14 month old tyrant.
So this morning as I was walking around in my half-a-sleep state, Adam; my eldest looks at the calendar on our fridge and says
“Mom, can I have a pen.”
I stop butchering the bagel that is Adam’s lunch; “Why?”
“I want to write my birthday down on the 11th so you don’t forget.”
Shit, his birthday is next week! “Of course, I didn’t forget sweetie! See I’ll write it down and I’ll even put up a sticker.”
I hurriedly shuffle him out the door to school, put Jo down for his nap, brew a bucket of coffee and plonk down on the internet trying to figure out what the hell I’m gonna do for his birthday.
Do I throw a party? It’s too short a notice. Plus I’m worried none of the kids will come. Yes, it’s depressing, I know, the possibility that none of his classmates will come to his birthday. But he’s the new kid and all, and yada-yada-yada…. Come on! I don’t have time for this. What am I gonna do?!
Ok, calm down. Deep breathes. I need a plan. That’s it, I’ll make Sunday all about him, make him his favorite breakfast, lunch and dinner and take him wherever he wants to go. And I’ll send cupcakes and goody-bags to his class on Monday. But if only it were that easy. So many questions to answer, so little time.
Let’s start off with the cupcakes; what kind of cupcakes, I wonder? Well, Adam is currently obsessed with Samurai Power Rangers (see his last Halloween costume).He is so into them that I’m pretty sure he’ll start dropping Smaurai poop any minute now. In that case, a Power Rangers birthday it is.
Ok, now that I got the cake covered; let’s head to Michaels and pay hunderds of dollars for random supplies to celebrate a kids birthday. After all I don’t need the money, even though I haven’t bought a bed yet and am currently sleeping on a mattress on the floor. But the kids have to be happy right?
Onto the goody bags, do I have time to order supplies off the net? Of course – Not! Being the lazy mom that I am, I
forgot left it to the last minute and now it’s too late. But have no fear, maybe I can convince his classmates to adopt Jo instead of the goody bags. You know, kind of like the class pet hamsters we had when we were kids.
So I am now officially in the party planning mood, which I love because it’s cool and hate because it’s a lot of work and turns me into crazy-stressed-out-super-freaky mom. I also now know more about Power Rangers Samurai than I know about my husband (that Jayden is actually kind of cute – even though he’s like
15 years 5 years younger than me). And my husband is on cupcake-topper-maker duty. That doesn’t make sense I know, it’s just a job I made up. Anything to make him suffer alongside me.
Adam has decided that he wants birthday pancakes for breakfast, cupcakes for lunch and a birthday cake for dinner. And I, will be spending the night somewhere else. I have just changed my husbands job to; kids-sugar-crash-handler.
And Jo, well I’m thinking of using him instead of a piñata.
Finally, if anyone out there has any suggestions for making the birthday extra special (preferably sugar-less so mommy and daddy are crazy-less) please tell me. It’s Adams first birthday away from all his friends and family so I kind of want to make a big deal out of it.