Being a work-at-home mom has its ups and downs. I absolutely LOVE having a schedule that allows me to see my daughters more than any 9-5 job would. Honestly, you can’t beat a job that lets you wear your pajamas and no makeup. Now for the downside – the lack of social interaction I get with people
on the outside world. So, when I do get the opportunity to chat with other moms, I’m absolutely going to take it!

One of the moms at my Mommy and Me group was having a birthday party for her daughter, so we jumped at the chance to attend. It happened to be a pool party, and while still trying to lose some of the baby weight I gained after having my 10-month-old, I was not looking forward to squeezing my pudgy body into a swim suit. I was probably the only mommy there in a t-shirt and shorts that came down to my knees. On top of trying to hide as much skin as I could, I had a 3-year-old who was determine to run laps around the side of the pool (gasp!) and my baby who cried any time a drop of water hit her foot. Well, I guess things could have been worse.

So after I was busy following on the heels of Kendyl to make sure she didn’t slip, I was being super careful to prevent Kyra from get splashed. I can’t express just how relieved I was when it was time to get out of the pool.

Once we headed to a room to eat cupcakes, my little leader decided to walk in front of all of the kids (including the birthday girl) and direct the traffic to the party room. Now, I try so hard to limit the amount of sugar my 3-year-old has, and she isn’t allowed any soda, but this was a birthday party, so I bent the rules just a little. Right away she sucked the frosting off of the cupcake, throwing the remaining cake onto the floor. I should have known things could only get worse after a toddler inhales that much sugar that quickly.

She kept getting up and secretly asking other adults to get her pop. After her 3rd Dixie cup (that I know of), she was running from one side of the room to the other, rolling around on the floor, and crawling under furniture. I was mortified that I couldn’t even get her to take it down a notch. On top of that, my teething baby was crying and ready to leave. For sure I was getting prepared to get kicked out because of the noise that was coming out of my 2 little angels, so I packed up our things, said our goodbyes, and got the heck out of there as fast as I could.  I’d have to say that for our first birthday party invite, things went better than I expected! 

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