Hip! Hip! Hooray! Vanessa Joy turned 3 the other day! I’m so relieved that the day has come and gone. I spent several months prepping, crafting, and collecting goodies for this one special day. I truly believe that birthdays should be celebrated in grand fashion. It’s your one big day a year, celebrating you and you alone (unless you’re a twin, then double the fun). I feel even more strongly about it after Vanessa’s dramatic birth. Here are a few pictures from Vanessa’s rainbow party. We set up two long tables for the food, desserts, drinks, and favors. I didn’t have nearly enough table clothes, so I took some extra curtains I had sitting in our linen closet and used those to drape over the tables. There were a lot of details, so I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. I got a lot of ideas from other blogs thanks to Pinterest. Can we talk about this cake for a second? I will be the first to admit that I’m a TERRIBLE baker. Absolute worst. Turns out that you have to use exact measurements and I’m a “wing it” kind of gal when it comes to the kitchen. I used a box mix, substituted ingredients and made my own frosting. It’s a baking miracle. I’ll have to share my secret soon. Don’t let the lone
ranger artist fool you. This table was packed full of kiddies painting and coloring. We had a last minute venue change because the weather was so unbearably hot and humid. Think 98 degrees and dripping in sweat. I’m not talking about the boy band. We were worried that the kids would be bored without the water slide, kiddie pools and water toys, but turns out the kids had a blast keeping themselves busy by being creative. Slightly messy, but fun. Vanessa had so much fun playing with friends. It was one of those days that made me feel extra grateful for our military family. We are thousands of miles away from real family, but surrounded by our military family. It makes my heart full to know that wherever we go, we’ll collect friends along the way.
I want to be honest with you about the day you were born after months of bed rest. I was terrified. Terrified that I wasn’t going to be taking you home with us. That it would be our last day together. You gave us quite the scare little one. I fought back tears when I heard your heart decelerate. The room buzzed with nurses trying to make sure that you’d make in time for an emergency c-section. They kept the heart rate monitors on you during surgery. I remember feeling like I couldn’t breathe as they tried for what seemed like hours to pull you out. You didn’t cry immediately. It took a few seconds, but the second you let out your high pitched cry, I felt the hot tears run down my face. Your dad looked at you and said that you were doing great. Kicking and screaming. You needed to be rushed to the NICU, but you were fine. My 34 week fighter.
If I said that it was all rainbows and unicorns since your birth, I’d be lying. You can be a handful, you have tantrums, and you like making a mess. You’re three. It comes with the territory. You also happen to be extremely caring, creative, and funny. Your laugh. Oh, your laugh. It’s a belly laugh and it’s perfection. Your determination, curiosity, and problem solving skills are your strongest abilities.I know that you’ll grow up to be an amazing person. You’re going to grow up to be someone great. You’ll change the world. You’ve changed my world. I love you. More than the stars are bright. A bushel and a peck. To the moon and back. With all my momma heart. Happy birthday little one. You are so loved.
Love, Mom, Dad, & baby Everett
In case you missed the previous rainbow party posts.