It Dawned on me...

This past weekend we celebrated Kevin's Brithday! It went something like this...

Eat his favorite dinner as a family.

Send him on a scavengar hunt to eventually find his gift down at the river.

Open all the gifts (mostly a wide variety of protien bars:) on the back deck.

Hope on our bikes for a long bike ride.

End up at the local High School's Homecoming football game and sit on the grass watching while the kids run around wrestling and doing cartwheels in the setting sun.

Ride home in the dark to have cake and ice cream... realizing that I have 36 candles on the cake when Kevin's turning 37! (pretty embarrassing that I don't know how old my husband is!) 

I got up Saturday morning and was going potty when Tatum bounced into the bathroom and cheerfully asked,"Is it daddy's birthday?" I explain that it was yesterday and she walks out of the bathroom distraught. 

It Dawned on me.... even though I think birthdays are special... somehow I've gotten to the point where a small family dinner is about the extent of it. Is that sad, or just what happens? No big suprise date night, no preplanned overnighter, not even an exciting present....

It also dawned on me.... that these special days and holidays are so fun, exciting and memorable for my children. As simple as it was, it was a BIG deal to our kids. They were excited all day long that it was daddy's birthday, it made a normal bike ride seem extraordinary! 

Then It dawned on me...because it wasn't something Grand I hadn't even taken a picture. So sad.

It's Brooklyn's Birthday this Friday. We're planning a few more exciting things for her party then we did for dad, so we got started on invitaions this weekend. We had a fun idea well underway when the computer froze and we could make nothing work.....

Then it dawned on me....I have a hand and can write on these invitations! Again, I know it's a simple thing, but it was HUGE. We were so stressed and frustrated at the computer..for Why? So we finished the invitaions...

Here's the question? Am I giving up on all my perfectionist ways? or just growning up? I can't decide.  I still LOVE for things to be beautiful and perfect and exciting and special, but for whatever reason right now I don't have it in me.... i'm trying to be ok with that. I'm learning as I go what's most important, what things will last and where my time, money and energy is best spent.

So many things are dawning on me lately, so much to think about and as always much to celebrate!!!

Happy Monday,

Darci

Comments

[MMarie]

Hi Darci,
I'm enjoying your posts so much! This thought just came to me...would one of your kids want to be the family photographer, at least until Mitt is born? (I'm sure being pregnant has something to do with it!) I bet one of them would love it and would likely remember it as their special job.

My 6 year old loves to take photos and his photography is becoming better them more he takes. It's also fun to have the child's perspective.

Love the invites you made for Brooklyn's party!

[mary a]

I think it's a milestone motherhood moment. Welcome. And enjoy.

[eliza]

Enjoyed looking at this, very good stuff, appreciate it. "All things are difficult before they are easy." by John Norley.