The Big Birthday Party

On Saturday March 31st we celebrated Mr. Maxwell’s very first birthday with lots of family and friends.  When I say a lot, I mean a lot.

I was so excited to bust out the decorations I made!  Besides the bunting, I made Martha Stewart’s pom-poms and a garland out of the monthly photos I’ve been taking.  And! And I made a table runner with fabric remains!

While it was wet outside, the sun came out which was the perfect opportunity for some  family photos.  Mr. Maxwell looked so handsome in his little bowtie, and I finally got to wear a dress I got a while ago.

We sang Happy Birthday, led by Mike on the accordion.  I made green velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting and there weren’t nearly enough for everyone (sorry!).

After the Happy Birthday singing fun, everyone headed downstairs for a very special performance from the Little Sally Drapers.  This little hodge podge band made up of a guitar, one drum, an accordion and a glockenspiel played Ooh La La by the Small Faces (fitting, eh?) and the Beatles Maxwell’s Silver Hammer (it’s an appropriate song for a one year old, right?).  It was perfect.  Max even did the bouncing booty dance.

There were presents.  Good gravy did this kid get spoiled.  He’d be happy with a broken remote control, but now he’s got all these awesome things.  Some with bells and whistles and sirens and lights and animal noises.  And some simpler things like wooden cars and a wooden pound a peg (which he can totally do) and a red ball (a HUGE hit).  And then there were the sentimental gifts like a book couple of friends brought with colored pencils and markers and had the guests draw and write stories.  How cool is that?  There are some really fantastic things in there drawn by our friends and family.  Rob made a book of all MS Paint drawings (which he’s famous for).  It’s pretty amazing.  And of course there was my quilt.  Yes  I did wrap it after I had taken his 12 month photo on it.  It’s all for the pictures, you know?  I took it out of the box for him and he pulled it over his head and started playing peek-a-boo.  I think he likes it.

I’d say aside from not having enough cupcakes for everyone, and not really being prepared for that many people, it was a total success. And it wouldn’t have been that way without the help of our amazing family and friends.  I know it was a crazy and chaotic scene but was still a great time and I wouldn’t change a thing.  OK, maybe I would’ve made more cupcakes.

And I didn’t cry!  I got a a little teary when The band was playing and when I looked through the book of  drawings and the book Rob had made.  When the party was over, I couldn’t believe it.  I couldn’t believe it had happened, that he was one and that we were beginning a whole new year.

And I swear in that afternoon something changed in Max.  He was so easy going around all those people, and by the end of the day he was able to stand on his own and push his walker.  I guess he’s officially a toddler now.

The Big One

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, birthdays are a big deal.  Being that this was Max’s first one I wanted it to be extra super special so he can look back at pictures (because there are TONS) and say Wow, I had really great birthdays!  And I will say Yes Maxey, you did!
For his actual one year old birthday we did a few little things.  First off, I made him his first peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  And of course it was love at first taste.Obviously he loved it.  Well he loved the peanut butter the most seeing as how he ate the pieces with peanut butter on them first.

After lunch we went downtown to Saint Cupcake for a birthday treat.I picked out a Fat Elvis cupcake for Max, in the tiny size.  And Saint Cupcake has birthday candles there, which was perfect.  So Rob, Katrina and myself sang Max his very first happy birthday.  And holy cupcakes did he love it.  Like any cupcake connoisseur he ate the frosting first.  Only a year old and already a pro.  There were milk breaks in between bites, and in the end there was hardly a crumb left.  All that remained was a chocolate frosting beard for me to wipe clean.  It was simply one of the greatest moments, watching him eat that cupcake.  His fat fingers shoving frosting and cake in his puffy cheeks followed by giggles of sheer glee.  It was perfect.

If you’re wondering if he was hyper active or had trouble sleeping, the answer is no.  Well he did sleep like total shit, but that’s the norm these days so I don’t blame the cupcake.  In fact he napped not long after having it.

After that nap he gave his new present a spin.He was pretty unsure about it.  He had to inspect it before getting in.  I get it.  He just wanted to make sure it wasn’t rigged with any boobie traps.  Once he was in and Rob took him for a few laps through the living room and kitchen he was loving it.

It was a simple, and perfect birthday.  I had a good day, and more importantly Max had a good day.

It was easier for me than I had anticipated.  I didn’t even cry.  I thought a lot about the day he was born, and what was going on at what time.  And at 2:47 pm I announced that Max was officially one year old.

I’ll have another post for the party later in the week!

12 Months Old

One year ago today I gave birth to a Blue-eyed Monster Boy.

After the awful that was yesterday, today I feel a little better.  In fact last night I felt a little better.  I don’t know if it was the good cry I had in the shower, the wine or Rob and I assembling birthday presents together.  Whatever it was, it worked.

I think I was so upset, not because it’s going to rain or because of my messy house,  but because I was reminded of how nothing went the way I wanted it to this time last year for his birth.  I’m trying to allow myself to feel these feelings while enjoying my boy’s first birthday.  It’s a fine line to walk, being on the edge of an emotional breakdown and enjoying the day and actually having a good time and not just putting on a happy face for everyone.

I’ve got some little things planned for the boy today.  Things like a first PB&J and maybe a special cupcake and a few presents.  It’s going to be a good day.

To my sweet little Monster Boy,

I truly cannot believe that you’re already one year old.  This last year has not been easy for either of us, but I think we’re finally hitting our stride.  I could sit here and tell you how much fun it is watching you grow up, and watching you learn is one of the most amazing things, but you know all of this because I tell you every single day.  Basically I think you’re quite possibly the greatest thing ever, and I never thought I could love something so much.  I know, every parent says that, but it’s true.  Sometimes I look at your fat face with your blonde curls bouncing on your head and I think my heart might explode.  You’re my favorite thing in the world.

I love you Monster.  Happy Birthday.