Birthday Party: To Be Pinteresting or Not To Be Pinteresting.

by Amber on March 5, 2013

The first birthday I can remember is my fifth birthday. It was the first time I was allowed to invite friends to my party, and I couldn’t have been more excited.

I remember my mom printed off Strawberry Shortcake invitations from somewhere, and I seem to remember coloring them in. I also think I remember delivering them to some of my friends.

It was at my house, that much I’m sure of. And there was a rainbow cake (still one of my favorite kinds of cake). There were probably games, and I’m sure there were presents, but mostly I remember being warm and happy and safe in the knowledge that lots of people loved me.

It wasn’t fancy. There was no strawberry soda fountain. No personalized treat bags purchased from an Etsy artisan. No customized decorations with my name and birth date.

But it was perfect.

So why do I feel so much pressure to put on a perfectly pinteresting birthday party?

This was all she got for her last birthday.

We’ve already decided Tori’s birthday party will be at her dance studio. For a little over a hundred bucks, we get two hours of their time, two instructors to teach the kids a special birthday ballet dance, goodie bags, a few decorations, and, most important (to me at least), a clean space in which to host it.

I know Tori will love it even if I do nothing other than pick up a cake at the grocery store and sign the check.

But I? I am getting carried away.

I am scouring the internet for the perfect ballerina invitations.

I am wondering if I should get some ballet-themed cookie cutters so I can make pink, sparkly confections for her cake table (I am thinking she needs a “cake table”).

I am trying to talk myself into creating homemade tutus for every little girl who attends.

I am even thinking of taking a day or two off beforehand to prepare.

I am being dumb.

Truth is, I don’t even have time to clean my house (thus, the off-site birthday party). Where do I get off thinking I can accomplish all these other fabulous things?

I blame Pinterest.

Pinterest makes everything seem so easy, so fabulous, so, so…necessary. Spend too much time there and you’ll find yourself making tutu chair covers.

Ahem.

So, this post is my reality check. I will not give in to the Green Eyed Pinterest Monster.

After all, my almost-four-year-old doesn’t even know it exists yet.

And she’s certainly not expecting a tutu-festooned photo booth.

She just wants a party. With all her friends. And a purple cake featuring Batman marrying Cinderella (yes, really).

And honestly? I’ll be lucky if, as an adult, she remembers she had a party at all.

So mama needs to chill the heck out. And use all that money she would otherwise be spending on ridiculous party accouterments on a nice bottle of wine (or three).

She will certainly need it after hosting said birthday party – even if it isn’t at her house.

Can I get an amen? I know I can.

Amen.

 

 

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Meagan March 5, 2013 at 10:39 pm

Some of the best birthday parties are the simplest. And that sounds like an awesome cake.
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Amanda C March 6, 2013 at 10:06 am

I agree with Meagan. I’ve spent way too much time before trying to put together fab birthday parties for Vincent (Julian’s not old enough for them, yet). One year, we had a fun “water play day” in our driveway, but I was pregnant as all get out and still did all the work: clean house and garage, appetizers, pools and water toys, cake (Spiderman, that year), everything. I was so exhausted afterward, I don’t think I truly enjoyed it myself, even though Vincent and his friends had the time of their life.

Last year, we had a magician, only because I won a gift certificate for his services at a silent auction for Vincent’s school. The magician was great, and I made the LEGO cake, too, and we had all sorts of goodies and fun, but, again, it was exhausting–and hot, since we decided to do it in a park in the 90+ degree weather of last August.

In between those monstrous parties was a year in which I was not prepared for his birthday, at all. We had so many things happen at the same time that I just didn’t have the time to put together something huge. At the last minute, I emailed close friends to meet us at a park on a weekday evening. We had cupcakes from the grocery store and fruit salad and juice. No presents. No goodie bags (if I remember correctly). The kids played on the playground. The adults stood around chatting. I think it was the most fun we’d had at a birthday party in a while.

I’ve never gotten into Pinterest, personally. I don’t think I could ever live up to the level of perfection posted on there all the time.

Hope you have fun! I’m sure Tori’s going to enjoy herself no matter what you do. :)

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Tiffani W. March 6, 2013 at 11:01 am

Its like you live in my head, only substitute Ballerina for Star Wars. We are doing it at Chuck E. Cheese for ease but somehow I feel like I need to make pretzel rod light sabers for everyone. I’m a working momma, and he’s 4. He won’t notice or care, so why do I care so much? I blame Pinterest!

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