The real reason I’ve been frozen.
It recently came to my attention that some of my family members – family members who I don’t even see or speak to on a regular basis – are keeping up with my life through this blog.
Their conclusion, rightfully so, is that I am a self-absorbed mother who puts herself over her own son.
“Benjamin’s birthday party, Alaina?” the family member, who shall remain unnamed, seethed into the phone.
“Yeah, what about it?”
“Have you ever been to a kids birthday party, Alaina?”
“Yes and they’re pretty boring.”
“Not for the kids. That was your party Alaina, not Benjamin’s.”
He had been there – at the party – for about 40 minutes, I couldn’t be sure because, yes, I was having an awesome time and he had been staring on disapprovingly. Benjamin’s real birthday party – you may remember the video – happened on his actual birthday three days prior to the stranger-people are invited birthday party.
At the time Benjamin had three little friends on his invitation list. Perhaps I should have had a more traditional kids birthday party but my apartment is so small I wasn’t even sure where anyone would go. Hell, even having a birthday party as a working single mom was an accomplishment in my eyes. And every time I saw Benjamin he was running around having a blast or outside playing bubbles.
My family member went on between my protests and gasps of horror over the phone and then said - “It’s just all about you – Ms. Single Mama.” [click to continue…]
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