It happened. My youngest, littlest baby turned one and celebrated with her first party. A DIY rainbow theme of course. Pictures and tutorials tomorrow. This was a bittersweet day for me. She's growing*tears* and spreading her wings and, not 30 thirty minutes before we leave to set up for the party, Liam(my oldest and only boy) decides he's going to have his own big guy moment and ride his bike without training wheels!!! Some one grab me some tissues because this mama is in tears. I'm ecstatic and beyond proud, yet sad that they're growing and growing... and growing some more. NOW, all mama emotions aside, the party was a fantastic mess. The windy conditions alone had me cursing the entire two and a half hours before the party trying to tackle tablecloths over the tables and hang all my hand made decorations(which I put wayyyy too much time into)... Most of which turned out to be too delicate to even use... wahhh. The wind was cooling the food faster than the sterno flames could even be lit. Let's stop there and just say... the perfectionist in me was extremely disappointed. Nova, however, could not have cared less and loved all of it, including her badly frosted smash cake. SO, in her eyes and pretty much all the guests, it was a success! The moral of this story, ladies and gents, is... don't worry if everything is going horribly wrong. Look around, at your kids running, laughing and interacting; at your baby(now 1 year old) following everybody around and giggling at every opportunity to take off or dig through the cooler. Stop what your doing, kiss your babies or whoever, and take a picture because these memories are going to go by and be so far off before you know it. Every moment of my stress was worth all the smiles and frosting covered fingers from all three of my amazing little crazies.<3
P.S. Don't forget to be in some of those pictures. In 20 years, you and your kids will NOT care if you're carrying around an extra five... or 20 lbs.
Note to self: ...Start a work out routine.
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