I've been awake since 4:00 AM. I hate when I can't sleep. I had insomnia for over a decade before I met my husband. Back then I didn't sleep more than 3 or 4 hours a night and functioned quite normally. These days when that happens, I'm shattered. Even now sitting here, I'm regretting getting up because in six hours I am having a birthday party with 20+ five-years-olds and sleep would be exactly what I'll need!
My son turns five on Wednesday. Today is the big party and he's so excited! I've been planning the party for a month now. I had booked a soft-play facility. I paid for them to close the place so the kids could have it to themselves and then two weeks ago, another kid in his class had a party there and every child and adult that went got horribly sick. Invitations had already gone out and for my son's party and the following Monday, I was approached at the school pickup by a few concerned mothers. I had already paid a £100 deposit on the party and needless to say, there was a bit of a panic. I canceled the party and even managed to get my money back. Then came the task of finding a new venue 2 weeks before the party date (English houses are not built for parties of that size).
A few days after I booked the soft play place, without consulting my son, he told me he wanted a clown and a bouncy castle. I felt really bad for not asking him what he wanted and just booking the place on the assumption it would be great. So, when disaster struck, I had the opportunity to give him the party he wanted. Two weeks before the party, I was able to find a new venue (complete with a bouncy castle) and a clown that just had a cancellation!
As I'm the class Mom, I know all the kids in my son's class really well, so I invited the entire class. There are 28 kids in his class and with the exception of a couple of jehovah witnesses who are not allowed to attend birthday parties, a special needs child and a few kids who's parents that drive, they are all coming!
Well it's now nearly 8:00. As I was writing this, my son woke up. I went and curled up in bed with him and went back to sleep for a couple of hours. Ahh, that's better! Time for breakfast and party preparation!
My son turns five on Wednesday. Today is the big party and he's so excited! I've been planning the party for a month now. I had booked a soft-play facility. I paid for them to close the place so the kids could have it to themselves and then two weeks ago, another kid in his class had a party there and every child and adult that went got horribly sick. Invitations had already gone out and for my son's party and the following Monday, I was approached at the school pickup by a few concerned mothers. I had already paid a £100 deposit on the party and needless to say, there was a bit of a panic. I canceled the party and even managed to get my money back. Then came the task of finding a new venue 2 weeks before the party date (English houses are not built for parties of that size).
A few days after I booked the soft play place, without consulting my son, he told me he wanted a clown and a bouncy castle. I felt really bad for not asking him what he wanted and just booking the place on the assumption it would be great. So, when disaster struck, I had the opportunity to give him the party he wanted. Two weeks before the party, I was able to find a new venue (complete with a bouncy castle) and a clown that just had a cancellation!
As I'm the class Mom, I know all the kids in my son's class really well, so I invited the entire class. There are 28 kids in his class and with the exception of a couple of jehovah witnesses who are not allowed to attend birthday parties, a special needs child and a few kids who's parents that drive, they are all coming!
Well it's now nearly 8:00. As I was writing this, my son woke up. I went and curled up in bed with him and went back to sleep for a couple of hours. Ahh, that's better! Time for breakfast and party preparation!
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