Isaiah's Birthday Party

Last year for Isaiah's birthday, I had a party planned.  But when I couldn't get myself out of bed that morning, my mom & sister came to my rescue and in a matter of a couple of hours, they picked up all the food & a cake and had my house cleaned and decorated so that Isaiah's party went as planned.

This year, with everything going on, we decided not to plan a party.  The nice thing about a growing family is that we're kind of a party all by ourselves :o)   We decided we would just do something together that Isaiah would enjoy - and of course, that meant bowling and eating cake.  Matt assured me that Isaiah wouldn't care about anything else.

So, I felt like the worst mother ever when Isaiah said to me in his little raspy voice at 7am.... "when are all the people coming over with presents?"  I just looked at Matt with the you said he wouldn't care look...  I felt really bad.  My kids have had one disappointment after another for almost 2 years now.  They handle them very well and make me so proud that they aren't spoiled brats demanding to have things they want.  However, as their mother, I want nothing more than to provide them with at least some of their 'wants' - and lately, I've been feeling super guilty about how I'm failing them in this area.  On Wednesday I had Isaiah crying that I hadn't brought him to school yet and he was going to miss it again, Des was upset that she was going to be late for her Thanksgiving party and Sam was screaming over everything because he's jealous of the baby.  And the bottom line?  I just couldn't pull it all together and so once again, my kids missed out because of me.

I fed Asa and asked Matt to watch him while I went upstairs to nap.  I haven't slept in my bed once since the week before Asa was born.  I climbed in and the second my head hit the pillow, I was out.  Des woke me up 3 hours later (the longest span of sleep I've had in forever!) telling me the baby was hungry.  I looked at the clock... 10am.  And so I did what any guilt stricken, exhausted, devoted Mama would do....  I pulled together a party for my boy.  Well, let me rephrase that... my mom & sister did :o)   I called them at 10:15 and at noon they were at my house and ready for a party.  We kept it simple, but Isaiah had people to sing to him, his cousins to play with, and extra presents to open.  Thanks Mom & Meg that I can always count on you.

Then we went bowling, which is an Aube favorite anyway... and he had a blast. 

And while Daddy and the kids bowled, Mama & Asa hung out and cuddled.  Asa slept through the entire outing!

And, as usual, Rachel made her presence known....the first number on the screen - 43.  She's always with us, no matter how far apart we are.

Happy 5th Birthday Isaiah Matthew.  I love you my little man.  I thank God for you every single day.