The day I realised I was a proper grown-up

The party starts here

I realised something this weekend: I am officially a grown-up.

Not a pretend one, who goes to work and attempts adult responsibilities like paying bills. But an actual real grown-up.

It was during Frog’s 1st birthday party that this realisation dawned on me. After spending the previous 24 hours baking and cooking and blowing up balloons and making party bags, I was (rather unsurprisingly, I think) gagging for a drink. A grown-up drink.

But as the first guests started pouring into the garden my raging thirst for wine began to disappear. I was busy, you see. For the first time in my life I had not consumed a bottle of wine before the party had even started. For the first time in my life I actually poured other people’s drinks before my own. My, my, how the tables have turned.

An hour into the party, once the huge piles of nibbles were starting to disappear and the children had all had a go in the paddling pool, my thirst returned. It’s funny how 60 minutes of pouring drinks for others can reignite your own interest in the stuff.  But then I did the typically grown-up thing of putting my glass down and forgetting about it.  This has NEVER happened before.

By the time the last party bag had been handed out and the last cake had been eaten, I had only had about four sips of my white wine spritzer during the entire day. This is very unlike me and I’m more than a little disappointed in myself.

So, in my sober, grown-up state I was in a good position to learn a few things about hosting a 1 year old’s birthday party:

1) Expect nakedness

No amount of pre-party pampering and special birthday party dresses will tempt a 12 month old to keep her clothes on. Especially if a paddling pool is involved.

Nakedness is an inevitability

2) Let them eat cake

You may have cut up an entire cucumber and carrot in the hope that your child will consume at least a few vitamins during her party. But if chocolate cake, cupcakes, jelly and rice crispie nests are doing the rounds, you’re fighting a losing battle. Embrace the sugar rush and admit defeat to the mess.

Cake: good for eating and rubbing on face

3) Prepare for Baby Wars

Put two babies next to each other, with a plate of food, a cake and some toys and prepare for battle. Babies are hard. Marvel at their ability to head butt and bite each other in the battle for the cake or the pink sparkly toy. And then marvel at their ability to call peace the next moment and share in the love of said cake.

Cake: the food of love

4) Don’t under-estimate the power of grandparents

Sausage roll baking, potato salad making and BBQ lighting is infinitely easier if you have grandparents on hand to help. They are also pretty handy when it comes to clearing up afterwards.

5) Buy a new fridge for the left-overs

A new fridge (preferably a walk-in one) will be particularly handy when storing the ten tonnes of left-over salad and BBQ meat after the party. Take heart from the fact it is only the 1st birthday party you’ll ever host and by the 18th you may have become better at calculating the amount of food needed for such an event.



Filed under Baby stuff, Development

21 responses to “The day I realised I was a proper grown-up

  1. Surely not the ONLY 1st birthday party – you have to have another baby!! Then you get to have all this fun all over again 🙂

  2. We all had a fab time. Nakedness enjoyed by all. And how cute do our cake filled children look next to each other. Bb and frog forever x

  3. Love that cute picture of Frog with the cake, it’s amazing! I drank too much wine at my first born’s first birthday and learned that parenting half drunk is like trying to do stuff underwater. I drink less now, and not around children, but I’m still not sure if I’m grown up yet…

  4. Love the cake pictures! Sounds fabulous. Even for a party thrown by a grown up. 🙂

  5. So true about the cucumber and carrot sticks. Hope you got your bucket of wine in the end.

  6. Looks like job well done. I always over-cater for parties. Don’t know why. But we have a saying in Trinidad: “Better belly buss’ than good food waste.” Get eating!

  7. Ha ha! I always make too much food – its compulsory. Great post,

  8. This is all very handy information for when I do my baby’s first 1st birthday party in 2 months time. Am already worried!

  9. Karen

    Having just ‘hosted’ an 18th party this weekend I an assure you the over catering doesn’t get any better…anyone fancy an olive, burger, sausage, dip, roll, tiramasu, coleslaw…

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  11. I know I’m, er, late to the party here but Frog is absolutely beautiful 🙂 Even when covered in cake!

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