Last month, we celebrated my daughter’s first birthday. I was hemming and hawing about planning this event. I didn’t want a big shindig, as I had been rather tired, but I was getting pressure from my ‘ohana (family).“How can you not celebrate your baby’s 1st year!” “You will not get this opportunity again. She only turns one once.” “This is a party for everyone who has supported you this past year.” “She is your only baby, why don’t you put in some effort.”
Hearing all this was troubling. I don’t know why I was frozen with fear and feeling a bit anxious. I had planned many large events in the past, but this time around, I was in serious exhaust mode. I am fortunate to have some very creative, caring and loyal friends. They all pitched in to help me. We decided to scale back and invite an intimate group. Since it was a children’s party, I was a bit outside of my element. I didn’t know what a children’s party was supposed to look like. When I was a kid, it all looked rather simple – pin the tail on the pony, chase master; but now, things have really escalated. I was concerned if the kids would have fun. I was prepared with all kinds of games, but in the end, I discovered they just wanted to hang out with one another.
I definitely will look back on baby’s first birthday as a time when we just laughed ourselves silly, ate lots of sugar, and prayed for good weather. I am very thankful for everyone that came together to help make baby’s first baby come to fruition. I really could not have done it without everyone’s kokua (help). And as one of my friends said, next year for her two-year old party, we just invite the ten of us. Less worry, less mess, and less stress. Sounds good!