birthday bear: part two

Previously on birthday bear: Mommy cast aside parenting norms with reckless abandon and Daddy baked a cake. Moving on…

When your baby turns one you get asked a slew of standard questions, most of which fall under the umbrella of mixed feelings about the event, which I answered, hopefully clearly, in the previous post. But perhaps the most oft asked question is “What are you doing for your baby’s first birthday?” The first 32 or 40 times I was asked this question I responded (somewhat honestly) by saying that we hadn’t really discussed it much and weren’t sure yet. That was when we were still a good month or so out from Norah’s birthday. But as we drew closer to the big day, and as I both wearied of that question and began to feel the judgmental glare of disbelief from those asking (really?! it’s a week away and you don’t know what you’re doing yet?! you clearly suck as a mother and person), I began to respond the only way I know how when a) I don’t have a good answer and b) I don’t really care to give one…with sarcasm1 (yes, that’s a footnote and yes, you should read it). Random person: “What are you doing for Norah’s birthday?” Me: “We booked a couple mimes, a petting zoo and a bounce house. And Rihanna is making an appearance. Because she’s a good role model (whips and chains excite me).” But really, we had no intention of doing anything extreme or elaborate for our baby girl’s first birthday. Not because we don’t love her and not because we aren’t awesome parents (absurd), but because people who spend a bunch of time and money on throwing a big birthday bash for a baby are either crazy or rich, or in most cases both (example: The Real Housewives of Orange County). The kid is not going to remember it and I assure you he or she won’t hate you later in life because you don’t have embarrassing photos and videos of some obscene affair celebrating their first year of life.

So what did we do? We went down the road to G&G’s (Grams and Grandma) and had a nice, quiet, happy family gathering. We ate a yummy lunch, Norah opened presents and then it was finally time to taste that gorgeous, chocolate frosted yellow cake that Pete made.

Commence obligatory first-birthday cake-face photos in 3…2…1…

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Elderland out. XO.

1. Chances are that if you’re reading this post, you’re not one of the people that annoyed me nor are you one of the people I feared judgment from because if you’re reading this you’re probably someone I like a lot, and people I like a lot don’t fall into either of those categories. Also, it was nice to have people ask about her birthday. The people I like a lot. Comprende?

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