Post Birthday Party Emotions from Mom on the Run


I am in a trance. I think it’s the post birthday party let down. It might just be plain exhaustion. Every six months or so I swear up and down that I am not planning, shopping for or hosting another birthday party. Then the friggen bomb drops and I can’t say no to that sweet little face telling me their dream day.

Drop the Puck! Again…and again…and again….


M-I-L: “Are you doing anything special this weekend?” Me: “No, just the usual kid, sports, and birthday party stuff…” This is the conversation that happens every Thursday afternoon, like clockwork, between my mother in law and me. In reality I am scared to speak the truth for fear it may break me.