Everything in good time

I am no longer the "mother who didn't give her son an 11th birthday party". I was that mom, until tonight- Saturday night. We presently have 6 boys over, and my other kids mixing it up with them as well. We had pizza, a movie, and yummy **home-made** cake. I made it on Friday, I was so proud of myself. Now they are going to get pajamas and have a sleep-over. They are all sleeping in our play room-- the farthest place possible in my house from the parent's room. Nice house. :-)

We did have his birthday planned on time; his actual birthday was October 25th. Turns out that on Oct 27th, the day the party was planned, I had an appendicitis and emergency surgery. I had planned a scavenger hunt all around our neighborhood, and Dovie was excited about it. But that was postponed. Till... ummm.... now. I just wasn't up to it. Honestly I don't feel up to it now, either, but we just decided to do it. It is vacation now from school-- 2 weeks off for Pesach, and optimal sleep-over party time. They are having fun, and at the moment Robert is supervising the "getting into pajamas" phase. I hope I am up to making banana pancakes in the morning... that would be nice.

Next job to catch up on Ya'akov's party... his 10th was in February.

These days I often feel behind the eight ball with pressures. Pesach coming, births coming, medicine changes, avoiding planning for the surgery I am supposed to be arranging. I am not ready. Can't say when I will be. Just going through the days and nights... varying levels of pain and varying levels of effective sleep, it's hard to plan.

But this accomplishment is a good one, and Dov is really happy with his party. I wrote on the cake "Dovie, Happy 11+1/2!!"

One thing at a time. We're good over here.
Good night... please Gd.