Party on, but ...

The party was on, we decided after all.  Shortly after I wrote this post on Saturday, Libby's cough [which she had had all week] made her gag & get sick.  She & I stayed home from her twin cousin's Star Wars party.  Daddy was working, so I sent the boys to the party with the grandparents.  She napped all afternoon. She just wasn't herself - on her Birthday. I felt guilty because we had been to the doctor 2 days before but for something else & I wasn't worried about the cough. I should have just addressed it then. I hate that she was sick on her Birthday.

We told her we might have to cancel her Birthday party & she didn't even get upset. :( About a month ago, when Libby & I were discussing her unicorn & rainbow party, I used the word "magical" to describe things. She didn't want me to use that word because "that means it'll fly away". She was right. Her party almost flittered away. We sent out a message to all our party guests making them aware of the circumstances & we might have to cancel. But Sunday morning, she was back to her silly self. We sent out another message to our party guests telling them the party was on ... but we'd understand if they opted out for the obvious reasons. :( How's that for a sad little invitation?  They always say the invitation is your opportunity to make the 1st great introduction of your party, theme, etc. And that was ours. "She's sick with something. Has a cough. We'll let you know, but might have to cancel. Never mind. Come on over. Or don't. We'll understand." Poor girl.

And as if that's not bad enough ... I slacked & backed off of the party plans on Saturday, once I thought the party might not happen. I was worried about Lib-Lib & just wasn't feelin' the party the day before. So then on Sunday, I had to do all the grocery shopping & decorating before our party @ 2:00 PM.  I do not recommend that. I was flustered & disorganized. I was mad at myself.

The craft project [wind socks] bombed. The glitter glue should not have been an option! :) I should have had a sample to show everyone. I should have asked for help. Or just had more of the steps done before the kids got there. I had to finish them up while my little girl was opening presents. I heard she kept saying "look, mama" to show me & I wasn't in there. :( Guilt. Total guilt.

When your children are not themselves, you are not yourself. I wish I would have just simplified the party plans in order to be with her, instead of following through with the previous plans & doing a bad job at it all.  Quality over quantity. I wish every time she said "look mama" I would have been there, instead of making dumb wind socks. Lesson learned. She might forget, but I probably won't.

At the end of the day, she snuggled up with me in her pajamas & we talked about her party. She told me I was the best mom in the whole wide world & she loves me "even on Thursday". This goes right up there when she told me she loves me more [than I love her, we always play this game] because she loves me for "21 minutes". But I'll gladly take an "even on Thursday" kind of love! All that matters at the day's end, is if the people that matter to you are happy & healthy. I know some of it is out of our hands, but it's the stuff that isn't, that I hope to remember for next time. :)