Celebrating a first birthday is BIG! Congratulations! You kept a tiny human alive for a year. You haven’t slept, showered, or changed your clothes in a few days but, you’ve never been happier. Before my son was born, I couldn’t understand why my mom friends only talked about their kids. After I pushed out the cutest eight pound, precious faced little being from my being, I got it. He’s amazing! He looks like me! He yawned! He’s advanced!
Planning the first birthday was quite the experience. Since I am a structured type, who likes control, “Project One,” started months in advance. Our boy was born just before Halloween so naturally, pumpkins were the theme. Budget you ask? Yikes. I may have gone a bit overboard….especially with the cakes. Yes, two cakes. I insisted on a “smash cake” and a sheet cake for guests. They were custom ordered from Gelson’s and absolutely beautiful. The smash cake was in the shape of a pumpkin with the cutest number 1 as the stem. The sheet cake was vanilla with orange frosting complete with cobwebs and dancing ghosts. Perfect.
Now for decorations… Naturally, I went pinterest crazy. Streamers, balloons, a pinata, bubbles, and game stations for kids including a bean bag toss and mini bowling station. I made my 76 year old dad stand on a ladder to wrap the front door in toilet paper. We added a set of googly eyes to make the perfect “mummy entrance.” Thank you, Dad. No corner was left undecorated. The guest bath was covered in cobwebs, spiders, and lighted with spooky skeleton candles. Pumpkin spice scented candles glowed throughout the rest of the house and atop the mantle grew a pumpkin patch. Streamers and balloons covered the wall behind Logan’s high chair and a specially made banner reading, “I am one,” hung perfectly centered above his head. We even hired a photographer so we could enjoy the event and not have to worry about “capturing the moment.” Dinner was fully catered along with trays of “kid food” including oreo cookies with gummy bears sprinkled on top. Guests sipped champagne or juice out of individually decorated cups. I glued eyeballs and drew funny mouths on every orange cup…it took me days. On the day of the party, I got my hair blown out and nails done. You’d think I was getting married. I bought the cutest black shift dress and Logan a custom “number one” onesie paired with jeans and a bow tie.
We hosted about 30 guests and I was one happy mama. I typically don’t like a lot of attention, but that afternoon was different. I soaked up the fact that family and friends were so gracious and kind to spend their time with us. In all honesty, my son was turning one, but it was MY party. And I loved it.
Having Logan is the best thing I’ll ever do in life. He’s my pride and joy. Normally I try to limit the number of “adorable little Logan” stories I tell to avoid boring others to tears, but during the party, I gave myself permission to tell countless “you had to be there” tales. We ate, drank, blew bubbles, smashed a pinata, and laughed a lot. Yes, we would have had just as good a time without the custom order cakes and catered food but, I felt so strongly about celebrating the first birthday. Pregnancy was rough, child birth was amazing and that first year of raising a baby is, to say the least, intense. An afternoon of celebrating the first year of life was wonderful and I will always cherish the experience. Wishing all you mamas out there a happy ONE.