drowning in icing

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Another year. Another birthday. Another party.

I get a little too excited about my kids’ birthday parties. But, by the end, that excitement turns into a stress mess and nothing ends quite how I envisioned.

Today, I find myself at Michael’s – the 12th store on my places to go for birthday supplies. I’ve gathered the basics, but Pinterest always makes me feel one step… or, 10 steps… behind. I should try for more.

I went in searching for race car-themed cupcake decor because I was having trouble finding exactly what I wanted. There are 50 million different shades and designs of pink and purple, but boy themes are in short supply. Thankfully, I located the perfect cupcake liners quickly, but, then, I saw the cakes. There was a car-shaped cake tin. How much would Austin LOVE this? It would be adorable. I could decorate the cars AND do cupcakes. Sugar overload, but who cares? I could just imagine how impressive this whole setup could be. I was going to rock this party.

I stand in line, attempting to keep one child from breaking every single glass vase lining the walkway and the other from nose diving from the basket seat. Finally, we are next, and I lug the basket to the counter where I quickly remove the items. Then, I stop.

There I am, drowning in $30 worth of specialty icing and a couple car-shaped tins, along with other party “necessities” and various craft projects that most likely will never be accomplished. That’s about the time reality slapped me in the face. What am I thinking?

Why do I turn every birthday party into a circus and stress myself? This is a party. It’s supposed to be fun. We are not celebrating me or my crafts or how many Pinterest projects I can cram into a party.

We are celebrating my son – my sweet, loving little boy. Another year of life that the Lord has blessed us with. Another year of laughter, tears, hugs and kisses. We are celebrating Austin. And, to be honest, he doesn’t care about a single thing that I’m doing for his party except for the fact that there will be friends, there will be cars and there will be chocolate. And, that is enough.

That is enough. It’s hard to wrap my head around that thought. We try so hard to make sure our children have the best of everything. But, some things, like birthday parties, really don’t matter. So, maybe if I step back and take a lesson from my three-year-old, it could save me from a few gray hairs down the road. Instead of stressing over logistics and decorations, I’m going to try to let it go and just enjoy. Get ready. It’s time to party like a three-year-old.

5 thoughts on “drowning in icing

  1. I just found you through Bloggy moms.

    This year I decided that I’m not going to throw a birthday party for my daughter, she is turning two and i think we will just have a small gathering. I believe at this age they just want to have fun :). Our kids really are awesome teachers

  2. Amy says:

    Amen Sista!!! And thanks for the new term that perfectly describes me about 2 hours before every single party I host…..”a stress mess”…..love it!
    A will LOVE his party. We can’t wait to “party”!!!! 🙂

  3. Rachelle Anderson says:

    I also just found you through boggy moms. I love your blog, as a new mom to a 5 month old boy I find myself worried and stressed over every little thing. It’s so important to just relax and enjoy them, I’m trying to be more laid back and appreciate this time because its gone before you know it. Your blog is an inspiration. Happy Bday A!! Hope you all have lots of fun!!!

  4. I think the way you ended your post is perfect! That’s exactly what you should do…step back, BREATHE, and just have fun. In the end, the kids don’t care as long as there are other kids they like and cake! Honestly, the rest of the stuff is just bragging rights for the parents. Don’t let Pinterest get to you! 🙂 P.S. I want you to know that this advice I give you is very easy to give NOW…my kids are 14 and 17. ‘Been there lotsa times over! http://ladyblogger.net

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