Big thanks to Anna and Jonathan for making this one we will never forget.
I honestly don't know what I was thinking. I mean, Max and I have really made some great friends this year and renewing old friendships when we needed them most earlier this year but deciding to invite 50 of our nearest and dearest to our house for his 3rd birthday may have been pure insanity (around 30 came). Of course, I wouldn't have had it any other way as it turned out to be most memorable for Max and all his friends and lets be honest, I just love hosting. I can't even count how many people we have told about "his horse at his birthday party" this week. I just wish I would have gotten to enjoy it a little more myself.
I spent the majority of my evenings Tuesday through Friday cleaning and making the homemade lemonade, apple cider, seeding jalapenos etc. so when Saturday rolled around I was less than stressed. I knew I had stuff to do but I didn't feel rushed at all. It wasn't until about 3:30 that I knew I was going to be pushing it but I knew if I texted Amber and got her to come over so she could help and Brook could hang with Max we would be all good. Max woke up from his nap right around 4:00 and I could tell immediately he was not in a great mood. I turned on the TV for him and left him on the couch to keep getting things ready when he started crying. I asked him what was wrong and he just kept saying "owie, my tummy". Amber, Brook, and Kyla got here around that time and he became inconsolable just crying uncontrollably almost to the point of hyperventilating He wouldn't even let me leave him with Brook and Kyla while I showed Amber what needed to be done in the kitchen. I literally spend the next 45 minutes holding him, sitting with him, calling his Dr, calling my Mom and sister trying to decide if we needed to just go to the hospital. I decided it would be best to wait until they got here to see what if they could figure out what was going on and for the nurse to call me back. Shortly after they got here, the horse did and a couple friends so he wanted to get down to see everyone and the poor kid could barely even walk, took a few steps and would start crying uncontrollably again and want to be held again saying "owie, my tummy". Well, after talking to the nurse (right when everyone was getting here) and although he wasn't consistent in telling us where exactly it hurt (hes 3 though so not surprising) we all became worried about his appendix. That's about when I started to cry, feeling like the poor guy was going to miss his own 3rd birthday party with a horse and everything. Feeling Mimi had things under control with keeping him comfortable I started back in the kitchen getting things ready. Amber and Kyla luckily had all 100 jalapeno halves stuffed and baking but I still had 45 cupcakes to ice, drinks to put out, snacks to put out, etc. About that time I noticed Max had let Anna pick him up and lead the horse around and posed for pics and began to move around a little bit although very pale looking. But the more the night went on the better he seemed to feel which was baffling since he spent an hour and a half in pain to the point where he couldn't walk. And everything kitchen and food wise got done (with help from Amber, Kyla, and Melissa for the beautiful cupcake decorator) but I did spend the whole first hour of the party in the kitchen where I should have been able to get it done beforehand. Oh well, I should have known, nothing ever goes as planned. However, it was a wonderful party, I had a blast, and Max had a blast as you will see the pictures below, after an interesting start...
Since then, he ran a low grade fever that night and the next day which finally spiked Monday and broke Tuesday and has still had intermittent stomach pain although not as bad as Saturday. We have had tests run and still don't really have any answers. We are still testing a few less severe things out but of course it could always just be a virus. He is feeling much better.
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