I don't have time to write the 'Pob at a year' post, and am feeling horribly guilty as I haven't done the 'Pob at 11, 10, 9 or even 8 months' I think. I will do the year post, just probably not til next weekend. But I did want to write about today so that I have a record for the future.
Today as you might imagine has been very hectic. I baked the cakes last night. Cakes plural as we figured out about 10 days ago that Pob has a mild allergic reaction to eggs, and I didn't want to risk making it worse by giving her a cake with egg in, just to be on the safe side. But I'd ordered this fancy number-1 shaped tin (don't do it - it took me nearly an hour to figure out how to line the tin!), and it was such a messy shape I didn't want to mess with the cake recipe to put in it, so I did a standard victoria sponge recipe for that, and then made an eggless chocolate cake that a friend had recommended.
Pob woke up chatting this morning, and we brought her down a little later than usual, having laid in bed listening to her for a while. She completely ignored her presents and crawled over to her current toys, pulling out a book to 'read'. Once I started opening her first present, however, she got quite engaged and pulled the wrapping apart. The present itself was quite a hit although I expect it will drive us potty over time. She jiggles along to the music every time it plays, which entertained everyone at her party this afternoon.
After her morning nap H took her to the park while I iced and decorated the cakes, tidied up, got plates etc out, decorated the table. We gave her all her favourites for lunch - spicy chicken, tomato, asparagus, melon and mango, and she happily went down for her afternoon nap while we ran around madly tidying further, organising balloons etc., having showers and generally beautifying things. Then people started to arrive.
We invited just family and godparents and their children, and some of them couldn't make it, but that added up to around 16 adults and eight children at its peak, which was plenty. I brought Pob down after her nap and a bottle, and she needed to sit on my lap for the first 15 minutes or so while lots of people came up wanting to play with her, but after a while she was fine to venture off for a few minutes, before needing to come back to H or I for reassurance and a cuddle. She had a lovely time and particularly enjoyed clapping her hands after everyone sang happy birthday - her face while everyone was singing was quite a picture, she kept looking around, presumably wondering what on earth was going on. But the clapping she understood. And the chocolate cake, she understood that too. Given it was her first taste of chocolate, her first food with added sucrose, and her first ever cake, she dispatched it pretty fast, and of course the icing got everywhere. But she didn't sign for more, she instead reached for the blueberries and tomatoes on the table, so hopefully we haven't ruined her preferences for ever.
It was a lovely party, and I think she had a lovely day. We had another enjoyable bedtime together, and she went happily to sleep. Tomorrow we leave at 730 for a week away - unfortunately I will be working about 14 hours a day but hope to sneak away from time to time to see her, and she and H will be having fun in the mountains together. It will be another adventure.
Happy Birthday darling, thank you for today.