Jonah turned 3 a few weeks ago. And I threw a birthday party for him. Of course.
Here’s the problem with my kid’s birthday parties:
1. They get older.
2. I have a Pinterest account.
I’ve come to terms with #1 as each age has it’s definite perks. Potty trained and talking in full sentences and thoughts being the advantage of age 3.
But Pinterest is rocking my boat. I love Pinterest. This is not a blog post bashing it or exploiting everyone’s insecurities about seeing perfect homes and needing to have one, too. This is a post about how much I LOOOOOOVE Pinterest. And how much I LOOOOOOOVE doing things I see on Pinterest. But how tired it all makes me.
Let me explain.
Here’s how a typical Smith-kid birthday party gets planned: After we decide the theme of the party, I start pinning like mad. I probably loose handfuls of Pinterest followers around October and January because of this. I get it. I clog up their stream with thousands of pins of Pirate hotdogs and Princess tea cups. I understand. But I’m not on Pinterest for the followers. I’m on Pinterest for me. And my kid’s birthday parties.
A few DAYS before the party, I start realizing that I should probably start DOING some of the pins for the up-coming party. Yes, DAYS. I’m a procrastinating Pinterest user. Hubby watches the kids on a morning shopping spree where I cross my fingers (and eyes) and hope that I don’t miss anything from my list. Shopping is a one shot deal.
The day of the party, hubby also watches the kids so I can cut, tape, hang, poof, cook, and create. All of which I love doing.
And when he returns with the kids later in the day, our home has been transformed into a magical wonderland of birthday.
Except I’m tired.
And have no energy to invest in the people that start coming to enjoy the party. Sure, they are impressed at the decorations – and that is flattering and encouraging. But all I want to do at this point is sit in the rocking chair and stare at a wall while I nurse my papercuts back to health.
I know that birthday parties aren’t the best place to get into deep conversations. Especially when you live in a 800 square foot home with your bedroom in the official livingroom. But, I want to be emotionally available for the chance to engage in someone’s heart. And sometimes, Pinterest – with all it’s loveliness and prettiness, demands more of my time than my own friends.
Not again. I’m choosing people over the parties. Priorities over Pinterest.
Let’s not even talk about how terrible I am at writing thank you notes to the people who came. Hmmmm…. maybe I should go search Pinterest for “creative thank you note ideas”.