I have always been a crafty person. Catch used to give me a hard time because I had too many hobbies and too much stuff to go along with them.
I always envisioned that I’d be the mom who was constantly making things for her kid, but that hasn’t been the case. At all. For the last year, I’ve been way too busy momming, and there hasn’t been time for much else.
I started pinning ideas for Charlotte’s first birthday party on Pinterest months ago, and I decided that this was going to be it. This was going to be the time that I MAKE time for making. I was going to craft the hell out of this birthday party.
Except… yeah. Not so much.
Instead, I spent a lot of energy getting us ready for Mexico, and then we were IN Mexico and then we had to get home and unpack, and now we have to get the house ready for the 30 people who are coming to her party on Saturday.
So much for making time.
I’m doing what I can, though… with breaks and lunch hours and such. I’m starting to feel a bit overwhelmed by it all. I want to do so much, and I want everything to be perfect and photo ready and frankly, I’m just a damn crazy person because the only person who cares about these details is me.
I’m sort of enjoying the crazy, though. For now. And I’m trying to promise myself that when I stop enjoying the crazy, I will calm the hell down and just STOP. But we’re not there yet, so if you’ll excuse me, I have to go spend some more time trying not to cut my fingers off.