On Friday, my sweet baby girl turned one! We were anticipating this day for months and had so much planned. We were going to get her a cake, ice cream, my hubby was going to cook up a storm, and then we’d take her to the park, in her first birthday outfit with a big bunch of pretty helium balloons to take pictures with my DSLR.
Well let me tell you something. As if I didn’t already know, the oilfield doesn’t really allow for ‘planning’. My hubby, who should have been back from the offshore rig on Thursday, still isn’t at home. He missed it… and we missed him. I cried on Thursday evening when I realized we’d be alone but I stayed strong on Friday and tried to make her big day as special as I could. That is what I’m slowly learning… that we must continue living when Daddy is not at home. He’s gone 85% of the times and I’m beginning to accept that life shouldn’t just pass us by sitting and waiting.
Hence, I ordered her a pooh cake, got pooh themed party stuff (although we didn’t have an official party), bought her some ice cream (yup, I’m a bad mama), and bought pizzas for anyone who might drop in to see her. I wanted to stick to as much of our ‘plan’ as possible, so I ordered the big bunch of helium balloons too.
I filled up her crib with balloons as she woke up in the morning and I got some pretty awesome shots!
Later that evening, I dressed her in her first birthday outfit for when her grandparents, our aunts, uncles and cousins visited. We did a mini photo shoot outside, she opened her presents, we sang happy birthday, and pigged out on some cake and ice cream.
I hope the little munchkin had fun and mommy did a good enough job making up for Daddy not being there! I know I have so many more ‘lonely’ birthdays to face with her. Most importantly, this weekend I learned that time does not stand still until my hubby reaches back home. Slowly but surely, I’m learning to live when he’s not here.
P.S. Please excuse the quality of some of the photos. Some were taken with my camera and some were taken with my phone. 🙂