I am still recovering from my 40th bash at the weekend. Not because of too much champagne, but because it was a BIG night, and I am old and preggers! But I want to tell you all about the night, and what made it so special. House parties are few and far between these days and I think that’s a shame as they are SO MUCH FUN! I really wanted a party at home as I haven’t had a big bash since my 30th birthday, and because house parties tend to be more warm and personal. Admittedly, they are A LOT of work, but given event planning is in my DNA (and in fact, I was an event manager B.C) and I totally dig this kind of stuff. If you’re contemplating your next milestone birthday or celebratory occasion, consider having it at home. I am going to share with you how I did it, with styling, catering, theming and mood boosting tips. It was heaps of fun, and my girls absolutely loved helping me shop, plan and coordinate every aspect of party planning….
Well, it’s official. I am now 40!
I can’t say I’ve been looking forward to this day, but now that is it here I am feeling A-OK about it. It’s only a number after all, but the number terrified me for a while. I suppose it’s because I don’t actually feel forty. I kind of don’t think I look forty, either, but a healthy dose of self-delusion could be at play. Certainly I’ve aged A LOT since I had kids, and the lines around me eyes are evidence of this past decade, but then again, a lot has happened in the past ten years.
My 30’s were good, really good. I got engaged on my 30th birthday and married the love of my life six months later. In our early years of marriage we travelled to some incredible countries including India (for our honeymoon), Croatia, Bosnia, Montenegro, Italy and Slovenia! Our Eastern Europe trip was terrific fun. We were footloose and fancy free and we ate, drank and drove our way across some of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. We were deliriously happy as we had officially decided to start trying for a baby. Oh, so daily “siestas” were also a highlight of our holiday!
At 31 we were expecting our first baby, Miss A, who arrived shortly before my 32nd birthday. I have never been happier in my life than in the year that followed her birth. Life was everything I wanted it to be and I enjoyed motherhood immensely. At 33, we welcomed Miss J into our family and our lives and life got a little “busier.” She was not a good sleeper, and an unsettled baby and I found juggling a newborn with toddler difficult and draining. Which in hindsight makes my decision to go for a third rather “questionable”. But I’ve always been an impatient person so three under three seemed like a perfectly reasonable predicament, er I mean, situation!
Mis H arrived eager and ready to join the family when I was 35. She walked fast, talked fast, and waited for no one and nothing. Life was MANIC!!! I can’t really comment on the next few years as, quite frankly, they are a blur. For some odd reason I thought it would be a good idea to start a blog (because life wasn’t really busy enough, right?) and so you can read about those early times here and here. I honestly don’t know how I survived the first couple of years after Miss H was born. Having three preschoolers at home for three consecutive year is utter madness. I wouldn’t recommend it, but now that I am through it, I am very happy my girls are so close in age.
So although our lives are no longer filled with adventurous travel, hip bars, independent cinemas and urban restaurants, we are very happy. I feel like life has settled into a nice rhythm and I can’t really ask for more in life. Except a home, to own. But we’re working on that one 🙂
I feel confident my 40’s are going to be fabulous. Instead of resisting this age, I am now embracing it with full gusto. It begins today and I intend to celebrate my four decades with great enthusiasm. I officially launch my “Festival of Forty” today. I’ve got some fun things planned for the next few weeks and I am going to share my celebrations with you all.
Be sure to pop back here in a few days as I’ll have something very special to share with you….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!
I am ready for “life to begin”. I think 40 is going to be fun!
Thanks for following and sharing a little bit of my world with me.
It was my daughter’s 4th birthday last month and the birthday girl always gets to choose the cake. I’ve never made a superhero cake, but I’ve done many fairy cakes, a Castle Cake, a Ladybird cake, Under the Sea Cake, Number Four Cake, Confetti Cake, Garden theme cake, and plenty more. This time, I breathed a sigh of relief when Miss H requested the Kit Kat Cake. If you’re contemplating your child’s next birthday cake and want something that’s easy, quick and has plenty of “wow factor”, this cake is the answer. In a few easy steps I’ll show you how to make a Kit Kat cake. No special baking skills are required to create this colourful, fun, eye-catching cake that will impress adults and kids alike!
You can make the Kit Kat Cake using your favourite chocolate cake recipe. Any cake will do. Just use your “go-to” cake and bake it in two tins. The best thing about this cake is it will hide any imperfections. The whole cake will be iced in chocolate buttercream and then covered with candy. You can even make things easier on yourself by baking the cake ahead of time, cover with plastic wrap then put in the freezer….
How can it be that five years has passed since I welcomed my second baby into the world? I always get very nostalgic in the lead up to my girls’ birthdays, revisiting their arrivals, contractions and all. Miss J conveniently arrived a couple of days past her due date. It was considerate of her on two fronts. First, it allowed us time to settle into our new home (which we did less than a week before she was born), and unpack a household of boxes. Second, she thoughtfully ditched her due date of September 11, a date with such violent and horrific associations, that I had always hoped she wouldn’t arrive on time.
Just as no two children are alike, no two labours are the same, and Miss J’s birth was a vastly different experience to Miss A’s. I was 7cm dilated when I arrived at the hospital and in excruciating pain. I pleaded for an anesthetist but I had a bad response to the epidural and my blood pressure plummeted. I felt so sick and nauseated that when it was time to push I fainted and the arrival of my second daughter passed by in a haze. My obstetrician used the vacuum extraction to deliver her and when she was born I had never felt sicker in my life. My husband said I was as white as the hospital sheets. You can read the extended birth story here.
And that was five year ago today….
As a mum to three girls I’ve put on my fair share of themed birthday parties. I’ve done a Fairy theme; Garden theme, Pink theme (no requests for superheroes in our house!) and I’ve managed to dodge a bullet, er, I mean request for a Frozen theme. I just can’t go there. Queen Elsa has invaded too many areas of my life already and I need some distance from her. Against better wisdom, perhaps, I always ask my children what theme they would like for their party. I had hoped my three year-old would request a Fairy Garden theme as I could simply combine the previous two parties, and, voila! But no, given her favourite colour right now is “all the colours of the rainbow” she asked for a Rainbow Party. And she got it….