It is official, my baby turns 3 tomorrow. I have already hung the birthday banner and her shiny new very BLUE scooter has been adorned with bows and balloons. I have visited the grocery store and I am stocked up on birthday bacon and BLUEberry pancakes. We even have BLUE cupcakes to take to school tomorrow. If you have not guessed by now, she has a slight BLUE obsession. Everything must be BLUE. “Blue. It is my favorite color” she says over and over and over.
The highlight of her birthday celebration is a highly anticipated birthday party this weekend. It is going to be a great day. She has selected a My Little Pony theme featuring….”the blue one” aka Rainbow Dash. This is her first birthday party ever.
Tonight when we were prepping dinner I commented to my husband that I would have never in a million years allowed our first born to have a My Little Pony party. (How tacky I would have thought to myself.) My husband remarked on how drastically things change with your second child.
Change…. Indeed. My firstborn’s birthday parties were legendary. I would spend weeks planning them. Everything was custom and coordinated. Her second birthday party is still mentioned frequently by a friend. These days, we sit around and laugh about the party…CLASSIC FIRST TIME PARENT. After all, nothing says “rookie” parent better than an overtop birthday party for a 1 year old! I have attached a few pictures for your amusement.
I once read on Momastery.com that the further a child is from the firstborn the less neurotic he or she is because the parents aren’t trying to prove themselves through the child quite as desperately—so the child is free to be themselves instead of mom and dad’s trophy. I couldn’t have said this better myself.
So tonight I am thrilled to say that my little birthday girl is upstairs asleep in the tackiest blue My Little Pony pajamas you have ever seen. She is very excited and so happy. My heart is content.
Update: birthday morning. This picture clearly highlights the difference between first and second born children. My firstborn is looking super sweet in her Alice Kathleen while my wild thing is rocking her BLUE Costco pajamas and it does not bother this chill laid back momma at all…(well, maybe a little. Who am I am kidding?)
