The first birthday is fast approaching and I haven’t a clue what we will do to celebrate.
I am guessing that these sort of events in the early days are more for the adults than the actual child. I will certainly be spending the day trying not to think of what I was doing on the day last year, except of course for the part where I finally had my little miracle in my arms for the first time and knew my life would never be the same. Not sure how I thought my life was complete before she came along. I’m sure Milla will spend the day quite happily soaking up the attention, totally oblivious as to what all the fuss is about.

I have summoned the courage and enrolled myself in a cake decorating course so that, whatever we end up doing, there will be a home made cake that will look somewhat edible. I say ‘summoned the courage’ because every time I have plunged into something new and creative (take scrapbooking for example) I have thanked my lucky stars that I have the ability to laugh at my lack of ability. And, have thought that at least I’ve provided a laugh for other participants too. But it’s not easy putting yourself out there.

My cakes in the past have not been impressive and I have high hopes of learning how to at least spread icing evenly and bake a cake that doesn’t resemble a deflated football.
My greatest critic is as usual, myself. I know my husband will say nothing but encouraging words and will hide his grin behind his hand, my mother will be as blunt as always (the only one to ever really come out and say it how it is) and Milla – well she will love it no matter what it looks like…as long as it has icing I am to believe.

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