This week is going to be busy. It is the week of Rascal’s FIRST BIRTHDAY! There is so much to do! I have shopping to do, food to cook, decorations to make, a cake to decorate perfectly, presents to wrap, people to contact for RSVP’s and the list goes on!
When I first started envisioning “The Party,” I had in mind all the people who had gotten to know Rascal in all the different areas of life there with pink and purple decorations, of course. So I sat down to write the most important people down. When I stopped writing, there were 100 people! I was surprised that there had been that many people involved in Rascal’s life!
I culled a few who weren’t too important and thankfully about 40 couldn’t come because 100 couldn’t fit in the venue I had chosen! So we now have approximately 60 guests, including children (and my husband is sure I am organising a wedding reception, not a first birthday party, but he doesn’t know about these things). Lots of family are coming in and our house will probably resemble a refugee camp at some point during the weekend. There will be people strewn around the floor and in every spare corner.
The cooking will be monstrous. I have to cook for about 12 people for every meal apart from breakfast because they will just have to find their own! Luckily the family members are quite good cooks themselves, so it won’t be just me cooking.
But aside from all the preparations, which I may or may not survive, I am reminded what we are all coming together for. My little Rascal is nearly ONE. This time last year I was awaiting her arrival with anxious and excited anticipation! I was almost pacing in my desire to meet her. And now I know her. And what a privilege it is to know her. She is such a beautiful person inside and out.
When I think about what she was this time last year, just an unborn baby who no one knew, and then think about what she is now – a bustling nearly ONE year old who thinks she knows everything and is increasing in skill and talent on a minutely basis, I am amazed. So much has happened! So many milestones have been reached! She has changed so much and is becoming less and less of a baby, more of a toddler.
So this week will be a mix of emotions: pride for sure – I am so proud of her and all she has achieved to survive a year of life; nostalgia – remembering back to when she was more helpless and tiny; happiness – all the family and friends coming together to celebrate; it will be a lovely time.
And I will survive it somehow!
Libby :)
When I first started envisioning “The Party,” I had in mind all the people who had gotten to know Rascal in all the different areas of life there with pink and purple decorations, of course. So I sat down to write the most important people down. When I stopped writing, there were 100 people! I was surprised that there had been that many people involved in Rascal’s life!
I culled a few who weren’t too important and thankfully about 40 couldn’t come because 100 couldn’t fit in the venue I had chosen! So we now have approximately 60 guests, including children (and my husband is sure I am organising a wedding reception, not a first birthday party, but he doesn’t know about these things). Lots of family are coming in and our house will probably resemble a refugee camp at some point during the weekend. There will be people strewn around the floor and in every spare corner.
The cooking will be monstrous. I have to cook for about 12 people for every meal apart from breakfast because they will just have to find their own! Luckily the family members are quite good cooks themselves, so it won’t be just me cooking.
But aside from all the preparations, which I may or may not survive, I am reminded what we are all coming together for. My little Rascal is nearly ONE. This time last year I was awaiting her arrival with anxious and excited anticipation! I was almost pacing in my desire to meet her. And now I know her. And what a privilege it is to know her. She is such a beautiful person inside and out.
When I think about what she was this time last year, just an unborn baby who no one knew, and then think about what she is now – a bustling nearly ONE year old who thinks she knows everything and is increasing in skill and talent on a minutely basis, I am amazed. So much has happened! So many milestones have been reached! She has changed so much and is becoming less and less of a baby, more of a toddler.
So this week will be a mix of emotions: pride for sure – I am so proud of her and all she has achieved to survive a year of life; nostalgia – remembering back to when she was more helpless and tiny; happiness – all the family and friends coming together to celebrate; it will be a lovely time.
And I will survive it somehow!
Libby :)
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