Since Avery was born I have been living my life in a very,
"This may be my only baby girl and I don't want to regret not doing anything,"
And so I spend a little too much money on pretty little things for her. I keep the video camera at my bedside. I play tickle her belly instead of doing the dishes. (Ok I don't really need an excuse to not do dishes).
And I love it! I love feeling happy about my life. I love feeling like there is nothing else I would rather be doing in my life at this very moment then being her mother.
So call me crazy...I'm used to it, but I have already started planning her first birthday party.
Yes I know she's only four months old, and yes I know she will probably have little idea of what is going on, but I live for this kind of stuff, and I had to wait FIVE whole years of marriage before I got to unleash my inner mommy.
Do you want to see what I have so far?
Well this stuff plus an ever growing list of ideas. I'm serious. I have a word document titled "Avery's First Birthday". The cake, the fabrics, the music...
I can't wait!
But Shhh... Don't tell Avery.