Have You Ever Had A Birthday Hangover?

From being a lone trauma survivor to a party maniac — with real people

Photo by Louis Thai on Unsplash

I’m feeling great. Tired. But great.

I had an awesome birthday yesterday. We gathered last night with family and friends. It was just like we always celebrate birthdays.

We gather at one of our houses, on the beach or hire a place in the forest where we can let the kids run free. This year, it was our turn to host, and we chose our back yard. It’s big enough to accommodate a small (ish) gathering of our nearest and dearest. Including my kids friends whose parents are my friends or my husbands’ friends.

When you have kids, the parents become friends too and those friendships often stay while the kids grow up. I have a couple of colleagues who are teachers in my area who have kids too and join us.

It’s nice to feel the love.

Human beings are social creatures and gathering for a few hours to party can be fun.

The only small setback of the night was my youngest (still in a cast on his arm, became a little too excited showing off his tree house, and fell onto his nose. Thank goodness he didn’t fall on his arm this time, but he had a very impressive nosebleed.