Why My 1 Year Old Isn’t Having a Birthday Party

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Next week on October 9, Devin will turn 1!!! 😀  I think all Mommies pretty much feel the same way about celebrating our babies’ milestones in life. We want pictures, tutus, themes, the biggest darn personalized character cake we can find, super heroes, the most quintessential party favor bags…a ferris wheel built in the backyard, a hot air balloon, and nothing short of a miniature Disneyland production to complete this wonderful occasion. The problem here is that we often want all of this excessive ‘extraness’ for tiny human beings who wear bibs as outfits, eat lint balls off of the floor, deem a paci as his most prized possession, and likes to play in the toilet! You see where I’m going here?

For my first child we did it up big for his first big day! Elmo was his BFF, I was a first-time Mom, and his birthday is smack dab in the middle of the Summer. We hooked up with some friends, got together a theme and guest list, found the decorations online, bought a gazillion Sesame Street themed cupcakes and a cake, purchased about $300 worth of food, another two or so of alcohol, got he and Daddy matching outfits, and took off work early to make sure this superstar shindig was executed smoothly. Then reality happened…DJ could care less about the food because he was still drinking Enfamil with rice cereal in it for meals, it was too hot for his outfit so he spent the duration of his party in a diaper, he took half of the decorations and ripped them to shreds because the sound of paper tearing entertained him more than his gifts, he was more terrified than excited of Cookie Monster’s face on his cake and wanted nothing to do with the whole thing. Last but not least, he was asleep 30 minutes into the party and retreated to bed for the remainder of his extravaganza! The adults partied until 4am, had a ball, ate all of the food, cleaned up the leftover mess, and DJ will never remember Any of it!

This time around will be different. Although we understand the premise of making memories, I have come to the conclusion at this point in motherhood that half of what we do for our children is a reflection of ourselves and the things that We want! DJ didn’t want all of that stuff above. I did. DJ doesn’t necessarily need the Polaroid shot of him poking his little finger into a cupcake. I do. Why?? Because he will always be my baby! Some parents tend to go overboard because they want to give their children something that they did not have or experience in childhood, and that’s fine too! I just wanted to be obnoxious and throw a big bash!

I think the most important thing that we have to remember about our children is that they need LOVE! Especially in the infant/toddler stages. Not stuff! I can see that Devin gets pure joy out of just sitting on Mommy and playing patty cake. He giggles at his Daddy when he puts his big arms around him and snuggles into his little face. His world lights up when he hears his big brother’s voice, and he shows all six of his little teeth whenever he sees his Granny. A party is not needed to achieve theses moments.

So this coming Friday won’t be spent on the effort of the event, but on the meaning of the day and appreciation for the child. I will probably find him a onesie that says something about turning 1. I will most definitely take pictures of him as he goes about his busy little day as an official 1 yr old, and his brother will absolutely want to bake him a cake so that He can eat it 🙂  …But most importantly, we will Love on him all day as a family. And that’s more priceless than any birthday party!

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All Those Times You Realized that You Didn’t Want to Have Anymore Kids…

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Sooooo, it’s Saturday…at 12pm…I’ve had my Starbucks and oatmeal, brushed my teeth, and put on bra. Now I wait. Wait for one of the usual suspects to light the firecracker, and then the other to come throw it at my head! They’re quiet though. Eerily quiet. Complete silence is Not a good thing with two children under 5, and so the games begin!

Let me preface this by first saying that I Dearly love both of my babies and they are my entire world!!! Like Entire world! After a heart-wrenching battle with an ectopic pregnancy, and a now healthy and happy 11-month old, I Truly understand the value of motherhood and the ability to reproduce! I’m no fool though…And I also understand the meaning of knowing when to wave your white flag and go take your darn birth control pill! My husband and I have two VERY special, healthy and beautiful children that we brought into this world, and guess what else??? We’re done! Now, I know stuff happens and eggs still get fertilized even when not expected to. IF we can however avoid the obvious, we will. That’s just us though. As a Mom, with my two little darlings, I know that there are ALWAYS those times when you pause and realize “you definitely aren’t having anymore kids!”

  • You walk into the bathroom and realize that the 4-year old has not only used your $20 eyeliner to color in his Spider-Man book, but that the 11-month old is trying to eat whatever is left of your contribution to the Christian Dior makeup line…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids! 
  • There’s some kind of dangerously hostile battle going on in the living room about whether to watch “Daniel the Tiger” or “Hulk vs. Iron Man” and you’re pretty sure someone is going to lose a limb…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids! 
  • The 4-year old finds a way to wrap himself up SO ridiculously in his seat belt that you and your husband have to cut him out of the back seat to retrieve him safely…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids! 
  • You go into Active labor and that first real contraction hits before they can give you an epidural…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids! 
  • You Completely miss the freakin timeframe for when you can actually Get an epidural, turned into the chick from The Exorcist,  and end up having a completely natural birth…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids! 
  • You’re nursing at 4am, for the third time that night, and break out into the official “Mom Cry”, then come back in the bedroom and your husband is so perfectly cuddled into the covers sound asleep…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids!
  • You found Iron Man in your dishwasher because Tony Stark was ‘taking a shower’ and a Minion floating in the toilet because he was “doing like they did in the movie Mommy!”…You JUST Realized that you don’t want anymore kids! 

Last but not least, you find the 11-month old as pictured above. This was a basket of clean laundry. It was totally full and you have No idea where he’s relocated the other two-thirds of the items to…You not ONLY just realized that you don’t want anymore kids, but that you’re probably going to miss yet another event because you can’t find the pants that you just washed! HA! 😉

Easy Breezy Post! Have a Great Day!!