Birthday Parties! Am I right?

I’m in the midst of planning another birthday party…which is being held on Sunday. I have a love/hate relationship with birthday parties. I love them, until the day of. Then I hate them because my vision is never really fulfilled. I blame Pinterest. It makes it all seem so EASY.

I’m crafty in spirit, not so much in execution. I’m not sure when I’ll really learn that about myself and just buy all the handmade goodness off of Etsy. I mean, those kids, the ones whose moms run those Etsy shops, they must have some kick-ass parties complete with pirate patches, costumes and cute labeled food. If you followed me on Pinterest…wait, where was I? I went to get the link to my boards and got lost there for a while…oh right… you’d think that my kid was about to have one of those too. But sadly, I’m not sure that will ever come to fruition because the scene will likely end with me in tears the morning of the party because my Pin the Hook on Captain Hook game, or homemade bandannas didn’t turn out the way I wanted them too and I’m too stressed to even watch my son enjoy his own party.

I can do all this this week...no problem!

I can do all this this week…no problem!

The even sillier thing? There are probably only going to be 4 kids total at the party and 2 of them are mine! I’m doing this all for the adults, who are part of my family and don’t really need to be impressed. I just want my little scallywag to have my his dream pirate party because gosh darn it he deserves a good time. Aargh!

I Have Something to Say

Ahem. Hello? Hello? Is this thing on?

It’s been awhile. A long while. I’ve been writing a bit here and there, but not actually HERE. I felt like for a while I had nothing to say. No insight to share. But I have a lot going on in my mind that I want to get out…that I NEED to get out. I’m constantly writing blog posts in my head and trying to process things as if I’m writing about them. Those voices telling me to just write, just get it out already were getting louder and louder. So here I am.

There is so much beautiful writing going on now. So many blogs that I read often and intently have really taught me lessons; have really helped shape who I want to become someday. They’ve helped me see that I’m not alone. That motherhood isn’t always easy. That marriage isn’t always easy. That trusting your gut can pay off and help you to finally become a better version of yourself. That having a child with special needs can be thrilling and challenging and frustrating and hard and inspiring and…

I do have something to say; I’m just not sure what it is yet. There is so much that has happened, so many changes, and yet so many things that have stayed the same. But I need some time to get it all out; to put words to what I’ve been feeling and the internal struggles I’ve been having. They’ll come, all the stories I have to tell. Because if just one person reads what I’m writing and nods her head yes, or feels just a little bit better because my kid had a tantrum too, or because I can’t find time to exercise either, then we’ll all be better off for that.

I have something to say, and I hope no matter what it is, you’ll hold my hand, give me some good advice and listen.