My hubby and I met in mid February 2004, and got married on the exact same date five years later. 23 of our very closest friends and family joined us for a civil ceremony at Chelsea Old Town Hall, followed by lunch at a gorgeous restaurant on the Kings Road. We were always going to have a tiny wedding, but the original plans included a big party afterwards so we could invite all our friends, and have a good old knees up as they say in the East End. I ended up being five months pregnant though, and not so much in the partying mood. I didn’t have a hen do either, and I recall thinking that I could have some kind of 30th bash in the summer to make up for it all. Our eldest was born just three weeks before my birthday and I was so smitten I didn’t let her out of my sight until I returned to work after mat leave when she was eleven months old. Needless to say the party didn’t happen.
P’s birthday is the same week as hubby’s which meant the poor guy had to share his own 30th with her first. We had a picnic in our local park, the weather was glorious, the turnout was fab and it was a wonderful day. Although we sang happy birthday to both of them, it was pretty obvious that it was more her day than his. Since then we’ve thrown four more birthday parties at home for her 2nd, 3rd and 4th birthdays, and also her little sister’s first birthday in February 2013.
Back then we talked about having a big bash to celebrate our tenth anniversary, but a few months later I got knocked up, and our wee man arrived on Valentine’s Day. This means that three of our birthdays fall in July, and the other two along with our anniversary all happen in February. For the big ten we managed our first trip out as a family of five, had a nice lunch then took the kids to soft play (which descended into chaos). Once again our party plans had been thwarted.
As Valentine’s Day falls on a Saturday this year it felt like the perfect opportunity to finally throw this do. We’ve hired a venue close to home, and invited all our nearest and dearest. So far about fifty people have accepted and there are about twenty maybes! For the kids there will be a bouncy castle (always a winner), plus my friend’s 12yo is going to do face painting and tatoos, and there might be cupcake decorating. I have a massive grocery shop being delivered on the Friday to bring all the drinks and nibbles, and I’ll also be preparing hot food. There’s lots to do, but it’ll be worth it to be surrounded by the people we love most in the world.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a party to organise*!