I was that mum, the one who poured over every meticulous detail of the birthday party extravagances I once hosted for my children. But not anymore. When I was in Sydney earlier this year, helping with the preparations for my godson’s christening and then eight weeks later the preparations for his first birthday. Cutting out and sticking together bunting till all hours of the night, drowning in a sea of baby’s breath trying to make sure each detail was perfect, not to mention all the other things. It was border line crazy and so were my thoughts: I just can’t do this anymore. I was burnt out.
It is old news that children’s birthday parties and celebrations have significantly changed from the days of yesteryear. But at what cost? Is birthday burnout real and how many mums are suffering?
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