Why I’m Giving up on Attempting to Always Function as Hilarious Mother
I took my kids to the children’s arts center the other week and my worry was how they will be in contact with the dirt’s in the museum. I have seen the research that children’s museums lurk with a number of the unpleasant germs around, but as a stay-at-home mom, I cannot attest to that. So on this day, I was especially excited to take them out. 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 whole, an arena was decorated to the perfection. There were wrestling bands put up, imitation glittering straps hooked on the wall along with adults in Hulk Hogan costumes. There was even a vintage-looking “fighting game” artwork with the fortunate birthday boy’s face on it. What ought to be appreciated is the whole event was lovely and to any mother who would have been there would have shared the same sentiments.
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 whizz in high school, he can manage any sort stage. He would host a magic unicorn soiree on peak of the Empire State Building or such birthday parties where people ware hulk hogan costumes at a heartbeat.
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. Am not well versed in arranging birthday parties with Hulk Hogan costumes or inside a museum. 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 am inclined to parenthood more. I am giving them the affection, memoirs, and attention that they deserve at this stage in their own lives.
My daughter will turn 4 in some months to come and we have not settled on what we will surprise her with. 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.