Just back from a birthday party organised for 9 babies all around the 1 year old mark. 9 babies, 16 adults and some food in a soft play area. Add some farm animals and a cake and you have all the ingredients for a good party. Unfortunately we are in England and it rains… a lot!
I guess that a party for 1 year olds is never going to be for the children. Surely not! It is a celebration for the parents and today it was all about us. 16 perfectly normal adults who had their lives turned upside down 12 months ago, but survived a full year of parenthood. Not bad, if I can say so myself.
The kids had some food, munch on some fruit, wear funny hats and play with the tractors, they also found some time to look at a couple of goats and pigs. The adults, on the other hand, had a chance to get out of the house! If I think of myself going out to enjoy a summer bank holiday more than 2 years ago, I can picture the beer garden or the green laning with the Land Rover. On a sunny day we could have even adventure for a nice walk in the English countryside. I would have never imagine that one day I would have eaten half a burger (no time for a whole one), in between changing a nappy and opening a present, while Smiley Riley was shouting to a bunch of 3 year olds to clap with his song. How life has changed, uh?
It is remarkably interesting to talk to people that are going through the same phase in life as you. It was essential when the babies were a few weeks old, it is reassuring and entertaining a year later. We learned so much from each other, we discussed sleepless nights, poo colours and weaning techniques. We evolved from adults to parents. We adapted to our new lives and changed our understanding of what it means to be a family. We changed.