The moment I became a mother was the happiest moment of my life. Nothing that had happened prior to that moment came close to hit of euphoria I felt when my baby was born. Because what I felt was so much more than happy. It was an epic rush of unparalleled joy. I was elated at what I had done, thrilled at becoming a mum, amazed that I had created new life, stunned at the precious little bundle that was presented to me. No other joy in my 31 years held the power of that moment. I won’t sugar coat the 32 hours of hell prior to her birth. My labour was long, hard, and full of intervention. Apparently my cervix was not very cooperative (read: a little pissed off at being induced and told to “hurry up”). It decided not to play ball. After over 20 hours of intense contractions that generated minimal dilation, I accepted an epidural, defeated and exhausted. As my husband cheerfully ate a hot breakfast of sausages, eggs, bacon and toast, I wanted to slap him. But all the varicose veins, sleepless nights, hip pain, nausea, headaches, labour pains, stirrups and horrendous vacuum extraction were forgiven the moment my daughter was delivered onto my chest. With an ear-piercing wail in sync with the cracks of thunder outside, it was over. The wait was over. The nine months of anticipation were over. I had met her. I had met my daughter. I had become a mum. I was the happiest person in the world….
Yesterday, 5 daughters, 5 sons-in-law and 14 grandchildren gathered together to celebrate my mum’s 70th birthday. And what a celebration it was! We enjoyed sensational food and wine in a gorgeous setting, vibrant and animated conversation (a staple of Fox family functions) and we toasted to a fine lady, loving and selfless mum, and all-round remarkable woman. If you want to read about why she’s so special, you can read about her here….
A garden party was the ideal theme for my daughter’s birthday. Four years ago, on the thirteenth day in September, as nature burst into new life and the Jasmine flowers bloomed, my “Miss J” was born. It wasn’t a lovely labour – you can read about it here – but when she was placed in my arms I couldn’t believe my good fortune. Another girl. Another healthy baby. Another life full of possibility. A sister for Miss A. A second daughter for us and a tribe of cousins ready to meet her.
We had shortlisted our girl names but hadn’t yet decided on the “the one.” It’s tempting to say we wanted to wait to see her to name her, but the truth is we simply couldn’t make up our minds. We liked three girls’ names equally. It was my husband who named her shortly after her arrival. “I think she looks like a J,” he said. He was right. She was small, delicate and oh-so-pretty. That she should be named after a Spring flower, the scent of which makes me happy, seemed perfect. And so, “Miss J” she became….
Birthdays are great fun aren’t they? They are an opportunity for reflection, contemplation and, of course, celebration! For little people, birthdays are filled with intense anticipation, excitement and promise – promise of cake!
When your first baby turns one parents usually celebrate but it’s as much for the adults as it is for the child. At such a young age but they don’t really get into it. They have little concept of what the fuss is all about. And as every parents knows, they’re much more excited by the wrapping paper than what is inside. But by the time the second birthday rolls around they are much more attuned to what’s going on, notably, that the day is ALL ABOUT THEM!…
In the past, I’ve kept my kids’ birthday parties to modest affairs – the cheap and cheerful variety. But this year for Miss A’s 5th birthday I decided to spend a little more time and money on creating a spectacular party for my beautiful girl. When I asked her what type of party she would like, I was not the least bit surprised when she requested a Fairy theme.
At the age of five she’s delightfully immersed in imaginative play and the existence of fairies are very real. The best part about planning this party was consulting with my client every step of the way. Miss A loved every part of the event coordination, from developing the invitees list, to collecting the RSVPs and deciding on catering requirements. We had so much fun and her involvement made it a really fun and exciting event….