July 27, 2022
My birthday was a few days ago. (July 16th to be exact.)
And this time last year I was winding down from throwing myself a birthday party (read: birthday weekend).
I always have really high expectations – not just for celebrations, but for everything. Sometimes this is a good problem to have. Other times it’s just a problem.
So I decided that if I didn’t want to be disappointed, I should just throw myself a birthday party.
And it was great.
I spoiled my friends for the weekend, spent quality time with them, and sent them all home with a box full of my favorite things.
But this year?
I spent most of the day at a child’s birthday party. Hazel was invited by a Forest School friend to an indoor inflatable park – so that’s where we were. When we got home we set up a slip and slide (a dream of mine ever since we moved into our rental house – we have THE greatest slope in our backyard), ate Chicago deep-dish pizza (like actually from Chicago), and topped the night off with homemade banana pudding.
And you know what? It was great, too.
I guess what I’m trying to say is:
Not every birthday has to have the same level of “celebration energy.”
Sometimes being a mom can take over even what’s supposed to be the most special day.
And that’s just fine.
Here are a few snapshots from my perfect day…
Thanks for being here,
Regan
Ps. If you’ve been here for a while, you know that I started my blog on my 30th birthday last year! My first post was a list of 30 things I wanted to do in the next year. I finished all but ELEVEN – so more than 50%. (I’m calling it a win.)
What’s at the top of my list for this year?
Figuring out how to make the perfect cream cheese Danish.
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