Happy birthday to Liam! Just over a week ago, my little guy turned the big 3. It is amazing and wonderful to watch him grow up. (He’s getting so big!)
The birthday celebration didn’t quite go as planned, though. Our original intent had been for all of us to take the day off and to spend the day at the zoo (per Liam’s request). In the days leading up to his birthday, though, he was quite sick with no indications of a miraculous, overnight recovery. So, we changed the plan. We certainly weren’t going to spend the day at the zoo, and since B was going to have to miss a field trip at school that day, we decided instead that B would go to school, Dan would work for the morning, Liam and I would stay home, and then we would all take the afternoon off to be together and celebrate. It seemed like a good plan.
But then, Liam woke up on his birthday, and our plans had to change. He was happy and excited that it was his big day. He was tired and still sick, but he was starting to feel better. And though he seemed completely unbothered by rescheduling our zoo trip, he was very disappointed that we weren’t all spending the day together. B was too. All Liam wanted for his birthday was his brother to stay home with him. They were both very sweet and very sad. How could we say no to that?
So, we changed the plan again. We agonized a bit over the decision, but ultimately, we called the school (and got lectured a bit by the principal who reminded us how important this year of school is for B), notified Dan’s work, and spent the day at home together. If what Liam wanted for his birthday was the day spent together, then that’s what we’d do. And if we had to seem a little flaky to work and school to make it happen, then so be it (it was a little tough for us to truly be ok with that, though). Liam only gets one 3rd birthday, after all.
It was a lovely birthday. We opened presents, the boys helped me finish the cake, and we got to Skype with Grandma. We snuggled and watched tv and rested much more than is usual for our family on a birthday. It could not have been better. It was a great and happy birthday. And, in retrospect, I’m so glad we decided as we did. I would much rather feel a little sheepish at calling school and work at the last minute than regret not making ourselves a bit uncomfortable in order to give Liam what he wanted most for his birthday — the day with his family. (And we’ll go to the zoo this weekend, assuming everyone is well.)
(And, as it turns out, all was well. B didn’t miss anything earth-shattering that day at school, Dan didn’t miss anything important. The next day, Liam was feeling well enough to go to school, and his teacher and classmates greeted him with their own birthday celebration, including pumpkin muffins baked by the class. It was a pretty perfect birthday, after all.)