|Somehow despite the fact that almost every day I have wondered when preschool is starting up again, this summer has flown by. In fact it's gone so fast that I realized that I better get my act together and mail out my older son's (OS) birthday party invitations. I'm one of those people who needs to be at places early, who sometimes writes blog posts in advance (I'm actually in Upstate New York with the Giraffes for the week which is why I haven't been visiting your blog), and really appreciates it when people send out invitations with ample time to respond. No, it's not that we're oh so busy. I just like planning my schedule ahead of time if possible. Plus as a friend pointed out, OS's birthday falls during transition between summer outings and getting ready for school, so if I waited too long, many of his guests could already have plans.
I already had the party invitations from a couple months ago. Relax! I'm not that deranged! OS wants his birthday at a very popular birthday place, and since my parents are flying in from Chicago I wanted to make absolutely sure he could have his party on the day that worked for everyone. Last year we had our last home party, which also was the only home party in OS's preschool class. You know it's bad when even the kids look bored! Turns out two months ago, that two of the three slots for our desired day were already booked! That's right in May, September was already starting to fill. Fortunately, we got the third slot. The real miracle was that I managed not to lose the invitations between booking the date and now. The class list though...well that's just another story.
Despite the fact that I have every preschool newsletter from this past year and all three updated copies of OS's class list from the year before, I could not find the most recent list anywhere. Sadly, 800 million pages of stamp art cannot substitute for this. Fortunately the preschool was 1) open and the preschool director was not only willing to give me another copy but kind enough to assure me that I am not the first parent to need this sort of help.
The invitations are addressed and waiting to be mailed. However, instead of feeling relaxed, I feel anxious. What if no one comes? I know I'm the parent here and the parents of two of his favorite friends already told me that they're coming, but it's moments like this where I really struggle separating where I end from where my son begins. When I think about it, I know I would be upset for my son, for myself and then some third overlapping space in which, like a covalent bond in chemistry, our feelings would be intertwined.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Birthday politics are challenging.
Labels: Milestones, Mom-Care, Preschool