This past weekend was my sons 1 year birthday. I can’t believe it’s been a year already and I can’t believe I’m getting ready to have another baby in a few weeks. OYE!!!
The day went great and I was really proud of myself. The food was delicious, the décor was perfect, and the family and friends were the icing on the cake. It was a Halloween party and all the kids looked adorable in their costumes. One minor problem was the gigantic moonwalk. Way too big for party and probably not the best thing for a bunch of 1 year olds.
Planning a kid’s birthday party is so different then the other parties I’ve done in the past. Usually the bulk of your money is alcohol and maybe some food, but this time it was food and pumpkin décor. Normally my biggest concern would be if we have enough scotch or vodka. This time it was do we have enough doritos, cake, and gift bags.
If you know anything about me so far having alcohol is a MUST at a party. I don’t care if it’s your child’s birthday or your dogs. A party must have booze. No booze means not a party. And I’m not talking about beer and wine. I’m talking beer ,wine, and liquor. This was my kind of party. Kids eating cake and adults drinking cocktails. I even had a bartender which is not always necessary, but to me makes everything a little better and much more fun.
As the day went I had so many emotions. First, I was on my feet for so long and I was getting tired. Next was seeing my little baby boy in his adorable costume. I love my beautiful son more than anything in the world. He makes me smile and through everything he also makes me realize that life is so wonderful and special. The last emotion was thinking about my dad. A year ago that day he ran into the delivery room to meet his newest buddy. I would have done anything to have him there. He loved his family more than anything and especially his grandchildren. But I do know he was watching down on the party proud of all of us and my nicely stocked bar and bartender. Having him there would have made the day perfect, but the happiness and celebrating definitely made me feel his presence.
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Final Flight
I love Chicago!!! Visiting my friends there puts the biggest smile on my face. Ask my husband any chance I get to I’m there, but this goes for really any trip with the girls!
Since I am at the end of my pregnancy I went on my final flight to Chicago.. It was great, but traveling anywhere when pregnant sucks!!! I made the best of it and ate all the bread, cheese, potatoes, and desert I wanted.
This trip was not like most in the past. I went with my mom, her friend, and my son. One of my friends there was pregnant, one just had a baby, and the other is engaged. Usually we don’t come in until 6am. We sleep all day and get ready for round 2. This time I realized what a beautiful city Chicago is. We actually shopped and saw the city in the daytime.
I will say it wasn’t as fun being pregnant in one of my favorite cities where I love to party more than anything. Bringing my son wasn’t my first choice, but I really didn’t mind. I did get a sitter for both nights so I could relax with the girls and my mom could go bar hop with her friend. Yes, my mom had a much wilder time than me.
The trip was short, but great. I got see my girlfriends and it was the perfect trip for my last flight.
I will promise you this. I may be about to have my second child, but I will not give up my girls trips and that is some heavy duty advice I can give to all the young moms! And if you are with your child on a trip splurge and get a sitter!!! You must always continue to have fun!!
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Since I am at the end of my pregnancy I went on my final flight to Chicago.. It was great, but traveling anywhere when pregnant sucks!!! I made the best of it and ate all the bread, cheese, potatoes, and desert I wanted.
This trip was not like most in the past. I went with my mom, her friend, and my son. One of my friends there was pregnant, one just had a baby, and the other is engaged. Usually we don’t come in until 6am. We sleep all day and get ready for round 2. This time I realized what a beautiful city Chicago is. We actually shopped and saw the city in the daytime.
I will say it wasn’t as fun being pregnant in one of my favorite cities where I love to party more than anything. Bringing my son wasn’t my first choice, but I really didn’t mind. I did get a sitter for both nights so I could relax with the girls and my mom could go bar hop with her friend. Yes, my mom had a much wilder time than me.
The trip was short, but great. I got see my girlfriends and it was the perfect trip for my last flight.
I will promise you this. I may be about to have my second child, but I will not give up my girls trips and that is some heavy duty advice I can give to all the young moms! And if you are with your child on a trip splurge and get a sitter!!! You must always continue to have fun!!
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Completely Unfair
For those of you who don’t remember I love Widespread Panic and would do anything to see them play. So I had this incredible plan to get back and see them. I convinced my husband to incorporate business with pleasure. I convinced him to go out of town, see widespread and entertain his important clients at the same time. I was so excited he agreed to do it.
So there I was on the road. I had been looking so forward to this night. No kid, a hotel, and Widespread Panic. All I needed was a few cocktails and everything would be perfect. So I thought…
After a day of relaxing in the hotel while hubby worked we were suppose to be picked up at 6:00 for some dinner before the show. But of course our times were off and the important clients were running late. I was fuming, but had to keep my mouth shut.
I was irritated at their tardiness, but when I met them I could care less. They were so cool and nice and I knew they were the perfect people to spend the evening with.
The food was great, but the service truly sucked. Our server must have been stoned out of her mind cause she was the slowest person I’ve ever met. I sipped on my coke, which I had been saving up for. You can only have one cup of caffeine a day when pregnant. And everyone else was getting wasted off sangria and half price tequila shots. I was so jealous and started to get irritated. Especially since everyone was partying their brains out and I was only enjoying my caffeine buzz that would be over real soon.
We got the venue and the unthinkable happened. WE JUST MISSED WIDESPREAD. I was shocked!!! The girl who is never late misses her favorite band play. Not to mention this night was my idea. I was pregnant and sober out of my mind. I couldn’t stop laughing because I was stunned and my husband couldn’t stop apologizing. I wanted to freak out so badly, but I didn’t. I let it pass. We were with business people and I couldn’t let them see that side of me.
We watched the Allman Brothers which was great, but not what I was looking forward to. Husband and friends continued to booze it up and dance.
After the show they dropped me off and the last thing hubby said was “love you, I will be home in an hour.” Well about 4 hours later I wake up to his pitter patter and find out its 2:30. Then I wake up at 7:00 to him vomiting in the bathroom. Sounded like he really tied one on.
To make a long story short. I had to drive us back to Atlanta that afternoon in the pouring down rain. Husband was too hung over and couldn’t keep his eyes open. As I drove I could not stop laughing. I missed Widespread, couldn’t even drink, couldn’t continue out to the bars, and I end up driving my hung over husband back home in shitty weather. What a night! MOST wives would kill there husband, but I have another idea.
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Hubby if you are reading this. How does NYE Panic sound??? Babysitter (all night), cab downtown, and booze. I think you owe me BIGTIME!!!
So there I was on the road. I had been looking so forward to this night. No kid, a hotel, and Widespread Panic. All I needed was a few cocktails and everything would be perfect. So I thought…
After a day of relaxing in the hotel while hubby worked we were suppose to be picked up at 6:00 for some dinner before the show. But of course our times were off and the important clients were running late. I was fuming, but had to keep my mouth shut.
I was irritated at their tardiness, but when I met them I could care less. They were so cool and nice and I knew they were the perfect people to spend the evening with.
The food was great, but the service truly sucked. Our server must have been stoned out of her mind cause she was the slowest person I’ve ever met. I sipped on my coke, which I had been saving up for. You can only have one cup of caffeine a day when pregnant. And everyone else was getting wasted off sangria and half price tequila shots. I was so jealous and started to get irritated. Especially since everyone was partying their brains out and I was only enjoying my caffeine buzz that would be over real soon.
We got the venue and the unthinkable happened. WE JUST MISSED WIDESPREAD. I was shocked!!! The girl who is never late misses her favorite band play. Not to mention this night was my idea. I was pregnant and sober out of my mind. I couldn’t stop laughing because I was stunned and my husband couldn’t stop apologizing. I wanted to freak out so badly, but I didn’t. I let it pass. We were with business people and I couldn’t let them see that side of me.
We watched the Allman Brothers which was great, but not what I was looking forward to. Husband and friends continued to booze it up and dance.
After the show they dropped me off and the last thing hubby said was “love you, I will be home in an hour.” Well about 4 hours later I wake up to his pitter patter and find out its 2:30. Then I wake up at 7:00 to him vomiting in the bathroom. Sounded like he really tied one on.
To make a long story short. I had to drive us back to Atlanta that afternoon in the pouring down rain. Husband was too hung over and couldn’t keep his eyes open. As I drove I could not stop laughing. I missed Widespread, couldn’t even drink, couldn’t continue out to the bars, and I end up driving my hung over husband back home in shitty weather. What a night! MOST wives would kill there husband, but I have another idea.
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Hubby if you are reading this. How does NYE Panic sound??? Babysitter (all night), cab downtown, and booze. I think you owe me BIGTIME!!!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Get a Life!!!!
There is nothing that bothers me more than boring people. People that find there soul mate and then only spend every second with only them. Or people that have kids and focus on them and nothing else. But please understand that my child and child to be are the center of my universe. They are number one in my life and I love being with my son more than anything. I am talking about people that never leave their kids side and have no outlets other than their husband, wife, child, girlfriend or boyfriend.
Over the past month I ran into a couple old friends. One that was in a serious relationship for a few years. The other that had been married for about 4 years with no kids and an old friend from high school that’s been married for a couple years and has a baby.
All three of these people basically gave me the same song and dance when I asked what they had been up to. All three couples had the same answer and that was NOTHING. Listen I understand there are times in everyone’s life when you go out more or go out less. People have different priorities and that’s fine, but come on people go out and have some fun. Being pregnant with a baby limits me BIGTIME on things I can do, but if my hubby didn’t knock me up again so quickly we’d be going out a lot more.
I wanted to sit down and tell these people that they are so boring and what happened to enjoying life. You’ve been dating forever that’s fine, but go out and have some fun. My opinion is if you can’t be with someone that wants to go out and get loose with you then boo to them. And I’m not always talking about hitting a party or bar. You could do this at home. Put the kids to bed put some food on the grill, turn up the music, and enjoy your drink of choice. There is nothing like a good buzz and good laughs with your other half.
I also have a real big problem with parents not getting a babysitter. Personally I don’t think it’s healthy for a child to only be with their parents and never a sitter. Kids need to see their parents being social. It shows them how important it is and how much fun it can be. What’s worse is parents that bring their kids everywhere. Saturday night parties are NOT for kids. I remember my wedding when people would RSVP and add their child to the reply card. Are they crazy I though. There is a time and a place for kids. An adult party is a no, but a Sunday BBQ is a yes.
If I ever end up like one of the couples above or start bringing my kids to Saturday night parties please someone stop me!!!!
Over the past month I ran into a couple old friends. One that was in a serious relationship for a few years. The other that had been married for about 4 years with no kids and an old friend from high school that’s been married for a couple years and has a baby.
All three of these people basically gave me the same song and dance when I asked what they had been up to. All three couples had the same answer and that was NOTHING. Listen I understand there are times in everyone’s life when you go out more or go out less. People have different priorities and that’s fine, but come on people go out and have some fun. Being pregnant with a baby limits me BIGTIME on things I can do, but if my hubby didn’t knock me up again so quickly we’d be going out a lot more.
I wanted to sit down and tell these people that they are so boring and what happened to enjoying life. You’ve been dating forever that’s fine, but go out and have some fun. My opinion is if you can’t be with someone that wants to go out and get loose with you then boo to them. And I’m not always talking about hitting a party or bar. You could do this at home. Put the kids to bed put some food on the grill, turn up the music, and enjoy your drink of choice. There is nothing like a good buzz and good laughs with your other half.
I also have a real big problem with parents not getting a babysitter. Personally I don’t think it’s healthy for a child to only be with their parents and never a sitter. Kids need to see their parents being social. It shows them how important it is and how much fun it can be. What’s worse is parents that bring their kids everywhere. Saturday night parties are NOT for kids. I remember my wedding when people would RSVP and add their child to the reply card. Are they crazy I though. There is a time and a place for kids. An adult party is a no, but a Sunday BBQ is a yes.
If I ever end up like one of the couples above or start bringing my kids to Saturday night parties please someone stop me!!!!
Daddy Did It!!!
Men and women really are different. If I had to babysit a child before I even had my own I could do it. I may not have known everything, but being a women motherly instincts come much more naturally. If you had asked my husband to do it he wouldn’t have a clue.
My hubby recently had his first night alone with our baby when I went out of town for a night. And of course the night before I left our son got sick. Why would it be any other way?? On top of that my mom was going away with me, both my sisters were busy, and my nanny was unavailable. All the women were gone leaving hubby to survive.
The morning I left was extremely hectic. I had to get myself together and at the same time guide husband through everything so he would know exactly what to do. And of course he had to jump in the shower right when it was time for me to leave for the airport. I thought I was gonna kill him. Not to mention that as he was lying on the couch. I told him he needed to get up and take our son to the doctor. He looked at me in shock!!! You would have thought I was sending him to jail. I thought about leaving the house a mess from breakfast and bottles and letting him see what it’s like all day with a baby. But of course I didn’t and by the time he was out of the shower the place was spick and span.
Husband left for the doctor while I went onto the airport for a night of room service and luxury. Roles were really reversed. It’s usually me taking our son to the doctor while he is at the office or on a business trip.
When I got on the plane I was nervous as hell, but then hubby called to say everything was fine and he just had a cold. I took a deep a breath and felt much more relaxed.
Over the next 36 hours I checked on my boys and everything went well. I came home to a house that was pretty clean and organized. Just how I had left it. And when I saw my little sons runny nose and red eyes you better believe it was mama to the rescue!!!
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
My hubby recently had his first night alone with our baby when I went out of town for a night. And of course the night before I left our son got sick. Why would it be any other way?? On top of that my mom was going away with me, both my sisters were busy, and my nanny was unavailable. All the women were gone leaving hubby to survive.
The morning I left was extremely hectic. I had to get myself together and at the same time guide husband through everything so he would know exactly what to do. And of course he had to jump in the shower right when it was time for me to leave for the airport. I thought I was gonna kill him. Not to mention that as he was lying on the couch. I told him he needed to get up and take our son to the doctor. He looked at me in shock!!! You would have thought I was sending him to jail. I thought about leaving the house a mess from breakfast and bottles and letting him see what it’s like all day with a baby. But of course I didn’t and by the time he was out of the shower the place was spick and span.
Husband left for the doctor while I went onto the airport for a night of room service and luxury. Roles were really reversed. It’s usually me taking our son to the doctor while he is at the office or on a business trip.
When I got on the plane I was nervous as hell, but then hubby called to say everything was fine and he just had a cold. I took a deep a breath and felt much more relaxed.
Over the next 36 hours I checked on my boys and everything went well. I came home to a house that was pretty clean and organized. Just how I had left it. And when I saw my little sons runny nose and red eyes you better believe it was mama to the rescue!!!
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Happy 35th hubby!!!
I’m not a bragger. Never have been and never will be. But there is one thing that I have to brag about and it’s my husband. He turned 35 this week and to me he is the most wonderful man in the world.
Of course I’m normal and want to kill him sometimes. And we can absolutely fight like cats and dogs. Whoever says they don’t is full of shit. We are also not exactly alike. But he is the best. He is the cutest, sweetest, most fun, loving, hard working man. He always sees the good in people which sometimes drives me crazy and he is the only man I know who would smile at 6:00 in the morning while on the elliptical.
I threw him and my sister their annual birthday party this past weekend and as usual it was great. I had it at my favorite bar in Atlanta, which I used to frequent when I was not pregnant. I left at 10:30 when the party was starting to get crowded. As much as I wanted to be drinking with everyone it made me so happy to see my hubby drinking, dancing, and socializing just as a he should.
So I thank my lucky stars everyday that I have him in my life. His smile is contagious and his optimism makes me look at life the way I should. He never says no to a party or a night on the town. To me no man could ever compare to my dad, but my husband’s zest for life, generosity to people, and loving nature makes me see some of my dad in him.
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Friday, August 28, 2009
Birthday Cake or Beer?
I love birthday parties or really any celebration. Just like my dad was I’m always the first one to arrive, last one to leave, and I have a drink in my hand at all times.
Last Saturday was my friends 30th birthday at her family farm. She had booze, bbq, music, and even babysitters. It was an all day all night event that from what I was told got real rowdy late night. As soon as we arrived I took my son over to the babysitters. It was really cute seeing him play with his little buddies. My husband ran off to socialize and grab a drink and I went straight for the food and water.
The afternoon was beautiful with perfect weather and lots of excitement. But being pregnant at these things sure is hard. The cold beer people were drinking looked amazing and the shots of tequila looked like so much fun. It wasn’t that I was miserable. I had my best friends there and my adorable son too. It’s just that I wanted to join in the debauchery. As the afternoon went on I continued to fill up my plate with cake and my husband continued to fill up his cup with more whiskey.
When it was time to leave later that night it was bedtime for my son and by the looks of my husband it was bed time for him too. We loaded up that car and I took the wheel. About five minutes into the drive my son started crying so my husband jumped in the back to give him a bottle. Five minutes after that I looked in my rearview mirror and they were both passed out.
I wasn’t sure how I felt as I drove home. Was I sad that it was 7:30 on Saturday night and I was on my way home instead of on my way out? Or was I irritated that my husband was passed out in the car? Who knows, but I will tell you one thing. When we got home and I looked at my little boy sleeping in the car I could have melted. He really is the MOST precious thing in the world and I absolutely love every second I get to be with him!!!
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
Last Saturday was my friends 30th birthday at her family farm. She had booze, bbq, music, and even babysitters. It was an all day all night event that from what I was told got real rowdy late night. As soon as we arrived I took my son over to the babysitters. It was really cute seeing him play with his little buddies. My husband ran off to socialize and grab a drink and I went straight for the food and water.
The afternoon was beautiful with perfect weather and lots of excitement. But being pregnant at these things sure is hard. The cold beer people were drinking looked amazing and the shots of tequila looked like so much fun. It wasn’t that I was miserable. I had my best friends there and my adorable son too. It’s just that I wanted to join in the debauchery. As the afternoon went on I continued to fill up my plate with cake and my husband continued to fill up his cup with more whiskey.
When it was time to leave later that night it was bedtime for my son and by the looks of my husband it was bed time for him too. We loaded up that car and I took the wheel. About five minutes into the drive my son started crying so my husband jumped in the back to give him a bottle. Five minutes after that I looked in my rearview mirror and they were both passed out.
I wasn’t sure how I felt as I drove home. Was I sad that it was 7:30 on Saturday night and I was on my way home instead of on my way out? Or was I irritated that my husband was passed out in the car? Who knows, but I will tell you one thing. When we got home and I looked at my little boy sleeping in the car I could have melted. He really is the MOST precious thing in the world and I absolutely love every second I get to be with him!!!
Until Next Time,
Party Mom
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