I recently drove my kids to the children’s museum the other week and being a mother my concern was the dirty environment. I have seen the study that children’s museums may harbor a number of the nastiest bacteria, but being have never asserted to this, I do not have enough evidence. So on this day, I was especially excited to go. Within the museum auditorium, a wrestling-themed birthday celebration was occurring. As the door opened briefly to allow the next wave of people in, I snuck a peek inside.
I hardly throw this word around, but the party was wonderful. The entire, huge area was decorated pretty. There were wrestling bands put up, imitation glittering straps hooked on the wall along with adults in Hulk Hogan costumes. There was an old-looking “wrestling game” poster with all the lucky birthday kids’ face on it. It was very exciting and to any mother that would have witnessed such a wonderful birthday party would have appreciated the works of a fellow woman.
But I am powerless to throw her that sort of merrymaking, no because am not that outgoing but because have quite devastating social pressure. Being in a big crowd makes me feel very uneasy. Her daddy, on the flip side, is someone who adulates such sort of thing. A theatre buff in high school, he controls any point and any area with regard to having fun. He’d host a magical unicorn soiree at any place in the world or such birthday parties with Hulk Hogan costumes in a split of a second.
While my anxiety is one part of it, truth be told, there are other factors as to why I am not capable of being the “amusing” mom. I can’t keep up in arranging birthday parties together with Hulk Hogan costumes or inside an exhibition hall. But I do not see a reason as to why I cannot throw the best birthday party our small city has ever seen, and a similar one like the one I saw people wearing Hulk Hogan costumes. The only thing limiting me is that I will be stuck with a massive bill and expenses that will probably affect my financial balance.
But by liberating myself of this anxiety to throw a party that leaves guests talking for weeks to come, I’m relaying that vigor to someplace it’s more suitable. I’m involving myself in motherhood full-force. I am showering them with the love, memories and care that they require at this point in their own lives.
My daughter’s birthday is coming soon and I am still not certain what we will do for her. We might organize for the nozzle in the garden and let her friends splash themselves silly. Or, we may organize one similar to the museum where children could opt to wear Hulk Hogan costumes to make it more memorable.