This is what I ate for dinner last night.
How did I do this you ask? Oh, I am not even sure. One minute I am in the kitchen heating up dinner and the next minute Emmet is needing my attention and I got sidetracked playing with him. Next thing you know I smell smoke and think “Oh crap my flautas!” I love flautas too much to put them to waste. So I ate burnt flautas for dinner. After the third one I got smart and picked off some of the super burned parts. It really wasn’t too bad smothered in salsa and guacamole.
Do you know what else I did yesterday? As I was putting a sleeping Emmet into my Ergo whilst parked in a compact spot (I drive a small SUV) and trying not to squish him into the door or bang the car next to us with the door, I let the door shut. And I had already locked the car. It wasn’t a strong shut, it was just barely enough so the lock clicked. This is what I get for parking in the compact spot but seriously, there were no other spots. $40 and 30 minutes later we were back in the car. Did I mention it was sprinkling?
We celebrated a birthday on Christmas Eve. A big O-N-E!
I got crafty and made a bunting. My plan is to reuse it every year on his birthday.
Emmet had two celebrations. The first a week prior to his actual birthday with a few of our close friends. Then another on the actual day with family. He wore a fun tie at his ‘friends’ party.
And a special birthday shirt at his family party on the actual day.
There are a few things I think should be done to celebrate a December birthday to help differentiate it from the hustle and bustle of the holidays:
- Fill child’s room with balloons before they wake up in the morning.
- Don’t be stingy with the birthday decorations. They need to overpower the holiday decorations.
- Don’t give just one gift for both events. I believe two smaller gifts are better than just one in this case.
- Wrap all birthday gifts in birthday wrapping paper.
- Wait to decorate your tree until after the birthday celebration.
- Do not forget to take photos/videotape the birthday party and try not to have the tree in the background.
- Have a ‘friends’ party earlier in the month. You can have your friends when baby is little and then baby’s friends a couple years later. Like when they actually have friends and play with them instead of just near them.
- Have a birthday playlist and do not play any xmas music on this day unless requested by the birthday child.
Here are some fun birthday songs to include in your playlist:
- The Beatles – Birthday
- Stevie Wonder – Happy Birthday
- Steppenwolf – Happy Birthday
- The Ting Tings – Happy Birthday
- Kermit Ruffins – Happy Birthday
No first birthday is complete without the first yummy bite of cake. I made an organic white cake and homemade white buttercream frosting. I kicked myself after I put the sprinkles on and realized that they were full of nasty dyes. Next time I will come up with a better topping.
I think it’s safe to say he enjoyed it!
Anything else I should add to my list for next year?
This afternoon in the kitchen something amazing happened. I was not expecting it. Not today, not for awhile really. Emmet was playing on the floor. He has access to a couple of low cupboards and likes to pull out all the plasticware and a box of Ziploc bags . He likes to pull out each bag one by one. I was slinging some grub into the crock pot for dinner. When I finished, I walked over to where he was standing at his cupboard and reached my arms out and said something along the lines of ‘let’s go play some more.’ He took two steps to me. TWO! Two unassisted steps. I figured he would squat down and crawl to me or I would reach out further to pick him up. Only there wasn’t time for either of those thing to happen. My boy walked today and I was there to see it. Fucking awesome! This is why I quit my job people. This is *it.*
Now I have to go put all those Ziploc bags back in the box for tomorrow.
On New Years Eve it was a whopping 75 degrees here and we spent a ton of time outside. We played with rocks, raked the leaves for the fourth time this winter, hula hooped and drew with sidewalk chalk. I would like to take a moment to let you know that I have NEVER been able to hula hoop. I have tried many a time and just did not have the moves. On NYE I got my groove! I hula hooped! My friend Ginger will be so proud when she reads this. She is a hula hoop master. Needless to say, there will be much more hula hooping happening around here. This was my genie pose while hooping.
There was no babysitter and no fancy night out. The most important thing to us was at home so that is where we happily stayed. I may have even fallen asleep when I put E to bed at 8pm… We began the first day of this new year with some mimosas to account for the lack of hoo-rah last night.
I am not big on new year resolutions. I think it’s silly to make them because it’s a new year. I don’t think they tend to last long when done in this fashion. I like to make them all year long and I make more progress this way. All that being said I did take stock of what has been bumping around in my head and made you a nice sidewalk chalk list.
And I can’t leave you without an Emmet shot. So here.
How did you ring in the new year?
Emmet’s first birthday is in less than a month. I’ve never been a particularly emotional person but motherhood has changed all that. I’m emotional over this birthday. Where did the past year go? How are we leaving babyhood behind already? I’m not ready yet. AGGHHH!
What an amazing year it has been. I am so *SO* thankful that I was able to quit my job in July and stay home with E. I know it’s not for everyone and I fully respect that. It was absolutely the right decision for me. I do not miss my job one iota. I have a budget spreadsheet, a rad camera and I have this blog. I don’t have much free time but when I do, those are the things I fiddle with. I have never been happier.
I have so many wonderful memories of this first year. Here are my favorites:
- Taking naps with Emmet. There is nothing better than waking up next to a sleepy, smiling, DELICIOUS smelling baby! Nothing.better.really.nothing.
- Spending time outside together. We played with grass, leaves, dirt and splashed in his little pool for hours this summer and fall. Lil man LOVES being outside. Mama too!
- Rough housing/tickle sessions on the bed. This is nearly a daily activity that I hope will continue for at least a few more years.
- Reading books. I can read you his favorite 5 books by heart. I have read them over and over and over and it never gets old. “Who’s hiding behind smiley dollie? Smiley baby!”
- When he was about 4 months old and started sitting in his bumbo seat he became fascinated by his toes. He would lean forward reaching further and further until one day he could get his toe in his mouth. It was so cute watching him try to reach them and then when he did, he sure didn’t seem to expect the mouthful he got.
- Family dates! Time to time all three of us go out to eat together. I will never forget the sushi dinner that we inhaled in 30 minutes. E was pretty little then and his tolerance for eating out during the witching hour was pretty low. Now we get to share some of our food with him. It’s so cool!
I think E’s birthday is as much a celebration for him as it is for Dylan and I. This whole parenting thing is no small undertaking. It really does take a village. I think we’ll have to dedicate a date night to celebrate, just the two of us. While part of our “village” loves on lil man. And I’ve got a party to plan!
I left corporate america for a stay-at-home mom gig. I did the math of the numbers that were most important to me; it was ugly. This handsome little guy was spending time with his caregiver that was equal to the time he was awake with me. Even if you count the hours I watched him sleep, it just didn’t add up. I am extremely thankful for this new chapter, one where I can be a part of all his special moments instead of just some of them. Moments like the one here of his sweet face in the morning light.
I give a big ole shout out to my amazing husband for making this happen. Without him, I would be doing PowerPoint slides instead of blog posts. I love you, D!