Things are a bit crazy right now! It is the first week of summer for the kiddos and things are also getting busier with Poole Party Designs! I have been spending a lot of time at the sewing machine and it makes me think back to what was going on a year ago!
Here is a look back at some of my favorite moments from June 2012:
1. We were celebrating the upcoming birth of a good friend’s baby: Inspiration
2. School was coming to an end and my thoughts were on how to document time: Holding A Memory
3. My baby was still spitting up and the Poole Party Burp Cloths were born: Product Testing
Time can feel like it goes by quickly, yet look how much has happened!!
The day has arrived! Today is my son’s 3rd birthday party. Weeks of planning, preparation, and agonizing over internet photos have come to an end and I am excited to celebrate with our friends and family.
In my last post I did not mention my hopes for this blog. Over the past five years I have been figuring out my roles as mother, wife, etc…, but had placed the role of “creative force” on the back burner ~ this was true with the exception of “the birthday party.” I found that “the birthday party” was a palatable enterprise because it was a contained event, did not need to be duplicated, and still supported the above mentioned role of “mother.” Now that I am beginning to feel inspired to be creative in other areas of my life, I will remember “the birthday party” as something that reminded me that (as tired as I am sometimes) the creative spark is still inside, waiting for its time to shine!
I grew up in a house that truly celebrated birthdays. It was a day to feel honored and special. My mother would set the scene with some fabulous theme and my grandmother would bake the cake. Her beautiful creations live on in my memory from checkerboard and rainbow interiors to a three-foot bright green crocodile that supported my Crocodile Dundee themed party. As I frost my son’s cake today, I am thinking of the women who raised me to appreciate hard work and beautiful things.
Now, if only the rain would stop…