More commonly known as Happy Birthday Hazel!
The weekend went well. We worked our asses off and the party couldn't have gone better. There were a few raindrops but it didn't last more than a few minutes and there was enough cover between the garage, the screen porch and the trees. The day flew by and I don't feel like I was able to talk to everyone that was there but I was so, so happy that everyone showed up....and showed up on time. I was standing in my kitchen in sweat pants and a tank top finishing some of the food...Hazel was running around in a diaper and hadn't been bathed since Wednesday...We were not running on time, let's say. I looked at the clock and it was exactly 2:00 and exactly 10 people walking up my driveway at that exact moment.
Hazel was in great spirits despite a lack of a good nap in the morning. She must have known something was up because that kid was hyper! She was bouncing in her crib instead of sleeping and shrieking like a little monkey. I think she was angry that she had to leave her little friend Olive for even a minute and miss playtime. Even without a nap, the kid was a trooper...being passed around to everyone during the day. She was pretty happy that everyone kept feeding her. She crashed in my arms at 7:00 while drinking her bottle. She hasn't fallen asleep in my arms since she was like 4 months old. I loved it. It was one of those moments you realize you're not going to have much longer, if ever.
The next day, there was a meltdown. The kid was beat. We went to Daisy Cafe for lunch where Hazel and Olive decided that they were sick of being civilized members of society and threw their own little baby riot in the middle of the restaurant...right next to my coworker who was enjoying lunch with her family. It was only hours before I had been bragging about how amazing Hazel acts when out to eat or anywhere in public. We had never had an incident with her anywhere...until yesterday. We ended up leaving the restaurant before the food arrived. Matt, Em and I said a very rushed and stressed out goodbye and I took Hazel home, put her to bed and fell asleep myself. I'm still beat today.
We'll definitely be doing this again..........in 17 years when she graduates high school. And we'll be hiring a caterer and an event planner.
None of this could have happened though without the help of my Mom, Rod, Christine and Leon. The amount of help we've had this summer is unbelievable! I guess it makes sense when you have a cute baby monster at home with you...there's no stopping them from coming over!
Once we're able to find the cameras and actually sit down for a moment after we're done with the cleaning, I'll start posting some pictures. I'm sure it's going to take awhile.
The whole weekend seems a blur and I'm really sad about that. I realized that this past year went so fast...and every year is going to follow suit. This is just the beginning of my baby not being a baby.
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