never say never…

“First birthday parties are ridiculous, I’m not gonna go all out for Pennys birthday, she wont even remember it.”

That was me, lying to myself.

Once I started I couldn’t possibly stop myself.  Its not as elaborate as I could go…but it is definitely not “low key” like I originally planned.  Her invites took me quite a bit of time, and the process of making bunting out of ALL. THE. THINGS. has begun.  How I even thought I wouldn’t go over board is beyond me.  Its in my genes.  I come from the woman who on my 13th birthday bought me 13 gifts all related to being a TEEN.  Teen magazine, a new razor and shaving cream, that sort of thing.  I come from the set of parents that in order to make Christmas morning last for hours, devised an intricate numbering system where my brother and I would have to hunt through our gifts strewn across the floor.  “Katie find nuuuumber 22” “Ryan find number 12”.  It was awesome.  And it lasted way longer than it probably should have.  We are a family of traditions and celebrations.

That was one of the things I looked forward to most about becoming a mother.  Loving on Penny on special occasions like my parents did for me.  Even small things were special.  So, even though Penny wont remember this birthday, I will.  And it will be the first really special thing I’ve done to celebrate my daughter, and that is something I’m excited about.  I’ll be sharing a lot of the details over at Fox and Bear.  Check in over there and I’ll let you know when the big party reveal happens.  I’m pretty pumped.  Stressed about getting everything done in 2 weeks (what the hell…why is my daughter so big).  but, PUMPED!

Happy Friday Friends!