Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Go Shorty! (Parental Advisory: Extra Dorky Content)

It's your birthday!

We gonna party like it's your birthday

We gonna sip... Bacardi whole milk (??) like it's your birthday

And you know we don't even care, it's not your birthday!

Seriously folks, Georgia's birthday is on the 9th, and I have no idea if I'll have a new baby by then, or still be over a week away from giving birth then, or be in the hospital, or what. So, this year we've decided to celebrate Georgia's birthday to the best of our abilities....while at the same time taking full advantage of the fact that she has no idea what date it is, what day of the week it is, or even what year we're in, much less which exact day happens to be her birthday. Sounds rather authoritarian to say it here, but basically we've decided that her birthday will be when we say it is. You know, like a "Lincoln's Birthday, observed," kind of thing. That's fair, right?

[Help me out here....seeking validation....careening into "worst mother of the year" territory....]

Scenario 1: Baby comes well after the 9th. We celebrate G's bday at home on the 9th like normal people would.
Scenario 2: Baby comes, like, now-ish. We are home from the hospital by the 9th and celebrate G's bday at home on the 9th like normal people would (if those people had a brand new baby on their hands).
Scenario 3: We're at the hospital on the 9th.

Scenario 3 is the one I'm struggling with. I feel selfish telling everyone NOT to celebrate Georgia's bday on the 9th just because I can't be there. On the other hand, I really hate the idea of missing her birthday, so it just seems like given that she has NO CLUE what day it is, it would be easier to wait, and not have our family members who will be watching her make a fuss of any sort on the 9th (or even tell her Happy Birthday, for that matter), and then we could just all celebrate her birthday together when we get back home. Is that crazy?

Have no fear that Georgia's birthday will go uncelebrated. There won't be any big party, but I envision a series of mini-celebrations considering the number of friends and family that are sure to be coming through our house over the next few weeks.

On to less neurotic birthday talk:
--She usually answers "4!" if you ask her how old she's turning. Or she starts counting, "2, 3, 4, 6, 7..."
--She LOVES singing "Happy Birthday". (John, if you're reading this -- it's now three days later, and she's still requesting that we sing "Happy Birthday" to A.J. and Sophie multiple times a day.)
--She definitely understands the cake, ice cream, and blow-out-the-candles concepts. Those are her main requests when you ask her what she wants for her birthday. I find this funny, seeing as how "cake" is more of a theoretical concept to her than an actual part of her diet. Due to her egg allergy, she hasn't had any since her last birthday. Time to get out the allergy-friendly cookbook and figure this out...
--I've tried to ask her what she wants on her cake, but I don't think she really gets it. Tonight I finally got a few answers out of her, though: Fireworks. Or a guitar.
--Sometimes when you ask her how old she'll be on her birthday she answers, "Big Sister!" Oh, poor thing. We must really be confusing her with all of this forced learning!

1 comment:

jessica said...

Kids are so stupid. Kidding, people, kidding! No matter what her birthday will rock! I love her response of "fireworks" or a "guitar" as to what she wants on her cake. I'm kind of jealous of kids these days having so much of their childhoods recorded in blogs. Georgia will look back on all of these posts and see how loved she is!