As I write this I’m tired, hungry (it’s lunchtime) wondering where my glasses are, and why Elmo is dressed like a butterfly. On account of not having changed the channel from ABC2 cause the kids have only just left the room for a nap, and let’s face it, who remembers to change the channel anyway?
There is washing to do, dishes to clean, and a Tinkerbell birthday cake to make.
So I thought I’d blog.
Cause that’s just how I roll.
Tomorrow is Ava’s second birthday, and the event not only officially ends the baby years in our family (sob), but it also marks the end of birthday season (hooray!)
There are so many advantages to having your kids all have birthdays within two months, but it also gets a tad exhausting when you are planning some kind of celebration literally every two weeks. By the time Ava’s birthday comes around I’m half tempted to just buy a mud cake from Coles and be done with it.
Of course I won’t. Because my mummy pride just couldn’t cope with that, but also because Ava is not your typical two year old. She speaks better than a lot of three year olds, but she also understands pretty much everything.
She knows that tomorrow is her birthday, and that it will be a ‘Ballernina Birthday’ (ballerninas being of course Disney Princess; we have no idea where the word nor the fascination stemmed from, but anyway), and she will be having a party. No questions asked.
She has been watching all her siblings celebrate for the past 7 weeks, and it is her turn; no one will convince her otherwise.
To highlight the extent of her understanding, I was talking to a friend on Wednesday about whether I would make a Ballerina or a TinkerBell birthday cake, and was leaning towards TB cause I had some dolls to throw on. Whilst we had this conversation, our children played happily near our feet, completely unawares.
In the car on the way home, Ava says ‘mum. You make my tinkerbell cake?’
There is no fooling that child.
Now she has to share her birthday party (which is going to be a few friends at the park with Cheezels and cake) with Bailey. His party was supposed to be celebrated on his actual birthday, but was canceled three times due to friends on holidays, Gastro, and his mothers clumsiness.
I could have done something another time, but it is the end of birthday season, and I’m over it. So he is also having friends at the park, and his own lolly bags, and I’m thinking that spiderman might make a feature in Tinkerbells Magical Forest.
And reading that back, it just sounded so wrong.
So of course, because life can’t be easy for five seconds, Ava woke up this morning with a temperature.
And not an itty bitty temperature, but a massive getting up to 39.5 degree temperature.
Yesterday she said her ears hurt so I took her to the doc but he seems to think its just a short lived virus.
I’m banking on the short lived.
I really need short lived.
Because seriously, if I have to cancel another birthday party when the lolly bags are packed and the cake is made (though to be fair it’s not yet), I may just cry.
At the moment though, I’m just like the crazy ring master from some back yard circus, screaming ‘the show must go on!’ whilst the elephants stampede through the lounge room, and the star acrobat keeps falling off her trapeze due to some inner ear thing.
And just to prove that I have complete faith that virus is short lived, or that I am in fact some kind of crazy person who is determined to make her daughters second birthday a celebration even if the birthday girls just wants to sit in the couch and cry, I am off to start making the ‘spiderman crashes Tinkerbells Sacred Garden’ birthday cake, possibly after I’ve eaten some lunch.
Because, the party MUST go on…..
PS Has anyone seen my glasses?