Letter to Lorelai (1 year):
Happy Birthday, Pumpkin.
Should I begin with all the things you’ve been doing? Like playing Peekaboo with us. Walking backwards and sitting on my face. The fishy face is a huge surprise too. Knowing just when to laugh even if you don’t get the joke is freaking cute. There are just so many things that I’m sure I’ve missed some.
This month I put together a small party for you because it was your first birthday. Little lady, I can’t begin to tell you what I went through all the way up until the day.
It started with deciding where we would have it. Our apartment in Seattle was our final choice for many reasons. We couldn’t have it at your grandparents’ house because we couldn’t afford to drive back and forth AND put together a party. That, and we weren’t sure if Daddy worked that weekend. On the plus side, it was the first time the family came to visit us at our new apartment. Our good friend Amber really wanted to be a part of it but wouldn’t have been able to make it if it were elsewhere. Also, I really wanted to be a part of putting it together, but if we had it in Deer Park, I wouldn’t have been able to do that.
I decided with October 27, 2007 because it was on a Saturday. I know your birthday was Sunday, but I really wanted to make sure everyone invited was going to be able to make it. Your grandparents, aunty and cousins had to drive 300+ miles to get here. I wasn’t sure if they’d be able to stay long on Sunday because of school and appointments, so Saturday was the better choice.
Photo by Grandma Auayan
We also decided on using the Halloween theme for obvious reasons. Your daddy believes you were supposed to be born on Halloween, but it’s my fault I didn’t hold you in a few more days. The shopping for decorations, costumes and other supplies was insane. Every time I went to the store, I picked up a few things here and there. Then I had daddy and Amber go with me to help with some more shopping. I couldn’t figure out what we needed and how I was going to decorate. You were my little pumpkin while your big sister was The Black Cat. Daddy and I wanted to dress up, but he couldn’t find the costume he wanted and by the time I was done with everything, I noticed no one else was dressed up and didn’t want to be the only adult to. Sorry kid. I know how much that disappoints you.
A hard part was the menu. What do I make for a group that can be pretty picky? I didn’t want the traditional barbecue and potato salad, though that stuff is really good. I wanted it to be a bit different. I racked my brain for days until I finally decided on tacos and pizza. We even had fruit nachos. You loved the fruits but couldn’t eat the tacos or pizza. You did eat bits and pieces of the veggies.
I was worried everyone was going to get here late, but it turned out they all got here on time and Mommy was the one late. Preparing the food and finishing up the decorations took longer than I thought it would. Luckily, Amber came to my rescue and helped me finish up the food. We started about an hour late, which I was disappointed it turned out that way, but no one else complained. At least not to my face.
You took your regular 11AM nap while Daddy, Niki, Amber and I finished up what needed to be done. Everyone arrived while you were still sleeping. The kids got to play at the playground for a while so we could finish cooking the food. We even got to eat and play more before you came out. As soon as you woke up, I changed your diaper and put on your costume. Just so you know, you were one really adorable pumpkin.
Photo by Grandma Auayan
I had to bake your cake myself because I didn’t have enough time to find a bakery that made a non-dairy or soy cake. Guess what you had? A double chocolate soy cake! We did the cake on your actual birthday, not because it was planned that way, but because the time flew by so fast that those that weren’t staying the night had to leave. It all worked out in the end which is all that mattered.
This was the first time you’ve ever tasted chocolate. Let me tell you, you absolutely loved it. You barely touched the cake itself, but had a lot of the icing. You had a ball and got it all over yourself. Grandma, Aunty Mandy and I have pictures and videos to prove it.
So much had happened up to, on, and after your birthday that if I put it all down here, I’d might as well write you a book. How does “Maeby’s first birthday and the insanity Mommy went through” sound? It was completely insane, but totally worth it.
Photos by Aunty Mandy
Maybe those that were there could add to this because my brain is loaded and hard to sort through.Despite the awesome turnout, I’m not sure if I’ll be doing anything like this again for a long time. No ma’am.