1)Birthday Presents I had a hard enough time figuring out what to get him for Christmas a month ago, now I have to figure out more gifts. I asked the boy what he wanted and he gave me a list of crazy over priced things. I am out of ideas myself, I mean when he turned six we got him a compound bow and for Christmas he got a BB Gun so I am out of dangerous things that all the over achieving, over protective moms can shun me for. I ended up going for a Whiplash Scooter. This thing is sweet! I feel like with the amount of money I spend for health insurance I should get my money's worth out of it with ER visits.
|Yes, I am that mom.|
2) Birthday Parties A few years ago I stopped doing birthday parties for my kids. I was sick of paying insane prices for something that was over in two hours. Also, in my kid's school we are told that if you are having a party and want to invite kids in the class you have to invite them all. God forbid a kid gets their feeling hurt. I am sorry but I am not dishing out for 20 kids, especially when half of them my kid can't stand to see in school, let alone at his party. But still I hear "Oh when is Johnny's party going to be?" or when I say I am not having one I get "Oh, poor Johnny, I bet he is going to be disappointed." Seriously, who says there has to be a party. I take my oldest to Canobie Lake for his birthday with my BFF and her family (her son's bday is right around the same time) for a day and it is much more memorable. For my youngest we go to Coco Keys and stay over night at the hotel there. So much better than any party I could do, plus I am not hitting up parents of kids I don't even know for presents.
3) I Want Cake I just started Weight Watchers two weeks ago and have been doing really well. Down 13 pounds already!! We are taking the boy out for dinner tomorrow night. I can handle that as I can figure out something to eat but then we are going to do cake at home. I love cake (thus my need for going on WW's in the first place), especially chocolate, with ice cream. I know I am going to rationalize myself into eating it. I will tell myself it is my reward for my incredibly painful labor, that was 7 years ago and long forgotten. Or I will go with "It's just this one time." Sure just one time until my birthday a few weeks later. I really want diet to work, why do birthday have to involve cake? Who made up that rule because they suck.
I know that I will end up loving every minute of tomorrow and all the stress will have been for nothing. It is hard to stay stressed when your child is so happy (and I know he will be). And yes, I will eat the cake, I know I will gain ten pounds because of it, but hey, you have to enjoy these moments when they come.