The joy love can offer.
I had been meaning to write every detail around my son's first birthday.My husband and I were never really could understand HUGE birthday parties for 1 year olds.I found it amply harrasing for the child.So we tried to stay away from them.We were dabbling with the idea of doing a getaway too,but dropped it because there were quiet to many people who definitely wanted to see the birthday boy,they wanted to share the happiness and celebrate.So we finally chose to call our closest family and friends for a quiet dinner.Yaddie's birthday was on a monday,the monday after the whole 'new year' phenomenon.We were quiet apprehensive if all the invitees would turn up.We didnt really pin too much hope,my husband and I tried to reassure by saying if no one turns up,it would anyway be a family dinner-no issues really.But we were worried sick individually.It was his first birthday,it HAS to be special was echoing in my head over and over again!!
So we sent out the invites, we chose the menu and ordered the food,called up an event managemenet company to help us with the decorations(Yaddie loves Balloons and we wanted to fill the house with them!).We picked out clothes for all of us and cleaned and 'did up' our house a bit,with whatever our budget allowed.We seemed ready.
I thought I had everything planned out perfectly.I had no idea then what the day had in store for us.My husband and i stayed awake until 12 am,watching our lil handsome baby stepping into toddler-hood,we clicked as many pictures we could and finally hit the sack.The same night we had a power cut,for about 3 hours -screw up No 1.Thats just the beginning.
The morning was beautiful,Yaddie woke up being his chirpy self and enjoyed all the hugs and extra kisses for Amma and Appa.He met his grand parents(maternal and paternal) and was pampered no end!Yaddie was ready to nap by 11 am,and then there was a power cut,yes another one.This was now beginning to psyche me out.By 11:30 i wept.It was the power cuts that triggered it of course,but then i realized it was something else.I checked my phone-it was going to be 11:37am,the moment my son arrived.I cried and cried,hugging my sleeping child.I was so totally completely overwhelmed with my lil baby turning one!!!!So totally emotionally sapped!
This has already become too long a post.I will quickly get over with the grisly details.There were more power cuts,SIGH.Infact the power was not back untill 7pm(the cake cutting ceremony bit was to happen at 6:00pm!!)Oh,if that wasnt enough the event management company guys just simply DITCHED US,at the last moment.They never came to do up our house with balloons.They just never picked the calls,they never came.I was already so tired because I was running a temperature and had a terrible throat infection which i was trying to not remember.I was almost in tears.I dint have the heart to face Vivek,he would be broken too.I whined to my best friend who was there to help me out that the child deserved a better birthday.I felt sick.This was nothing what I had in mind!!!
Then I looked out for Yathaarth.He was there in his party outfit all bright and shining ,sitting on his granny's lap,eating a bit of chocolate.He seemed so content,so happy to see ALL THE people(this was the bes test thing that happened,everyone we invited turned up!!!)to smile at them,wave at them,hug them,shower them with kisses,accept all their love and gifts,share it with the other kids who had come for his birthday party.It was his birthday and he was there happily celebrating it,nothing just nothing would ruin it for my lil hero.And then all my negative feelings,my disappointments and that sinking sick feeling simply vanished.The rest of the evening was incredibly lovely.
Yathaarth's first birthday party was nothing like what his dad and i planned for.It was just so much better!!!It was a house full of people who loved our lil boy,they came from far off places after their day at work,only to let him know how much they love him,only to catch his smile,to be a part of this ceremonious day and to be a part of his life forever.This was real,this was love,this would last for a life time.Not the balloons or just anything else.
Love & Joy is not in things, it is in us.
So we sent out the invites, we chose the menu and ordered the food,called up an event managemenet company to help us with the decorations(Yaddie loves Balloons and we wanted to fill the house with them!).We picked out clothes for all of us and cleaned and 'did up' our house a bit,with whatever our budget allowed.We seemed ready.
I thought I had everything planned out perfectly.I had no idea then what the day had in store for us.My husband and i stayed awake until 12 am,watching our lil handsome baby stepping into toddler-hood,we clicked as many pictures we could and finally hit the sack.The same night we had a power cut,for about 3 hours -screw up No 1.Thats just the beginning.
The morning was beautiful,Yaddie woke up being his chirpy self and enjoyed all the hugs and extra kisses for Amma and Appa.He met his grand parents(maternal and paternal) and was pampered no end!Yaddie was ready to nap by 11 am,and then there was a power cut,yes another one.This was now beginning to psyche me out.By 11:30 i wept.It was the power cuts that triggered it of course,but then i realized it was something else.I checked my phone-it was going to be 11:37am,the moment my son arrived.I cried and cried,hugging my sleeping child.I was so totally completely overwhelmed with my lil baby turning one!!!!So totally emotionally sapped!
This has already become too long a post.I will quickly get over with the grisly details.There were more power cuts,SIGH.Infact the power was not back untill 7pm(the cake cutting ceremony bit was to happen at 6:00pm!!)Oh,if that wasnt enough the event management company guys just simply DITCHED US,at the last moment.They never came to do up our house with balloons.They just never picked the calls,they never came.I was already so tired because I was running a temperature and had a terrible throat infection which i was trying to not remember.I was almost in tears.I dint have the heart to face Vivek,he would be broken too.I whined to my best friend who was there to help me out that the child deserved a better birthday.I felt sick.This was nothing what I had in mind!!!
Then I looked out for Yathaarth.He was there in his party outfit all bright and shining ,sitting on his granny's lap,eating a bit of chocolate.He seemed so content,so happy to see ALL THE people(this was the bes test thing that happened,everyone we invited turned up!!!)to smile at them,wave at them,hug them,shower them with kisses,accept all their love and gifts,share it with the other kids who had come for his birthday party.It was his birthday and he was there happily celebrating it,nothing just nothing would ruin it for my lil hero.And then all my negative feelings,my disappointments and that sinking sick feeling simply vanished.The rest of the evening was incredibly lovely.
Yathaarth's first birthday party was nothing like what his dad and i planned for.It was just so much better!!!It was a house full of people who loved our lil boy,they came from far off places after their day at work,only to let him know how much they love him,only to catch his smile,to be a part of this ceremonious day and to be a part of his life forever.This was real,this was love,this would last for a life time.Not the balloons or just anything else.
Love & Joy is not in things, it is in us.
Things fell into place.. beautiful... at the end of the day, tis the people and the wishes..a nd of course the cake which makes it perfect!
ReplyDeleteSo true Garima!Oh yes and the cake,we had the perfect teddy bear for our own super cute teddy bear!:)
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