I’m hammering this post out quickly today so I can get working on another one I have planned.

I hadn’t meant for this to be such a “mommy blog”, but well, this pretty much sums up my life right now:

And because I haven’t had time for anything other than parenting, “mommy blogging” is what happens.

We had a little birthday party for Luna on Sunday afternoon. I’ve been so sleep-deprived recently and between that and her sudden clinginess I was very tempted to not do a party at all. Guilt got the better of me though. Poor Luna, the forgotten second child. Her mother hardly took any belly pictures when she was pregnant and it’s all been downhill from there. I sent out the invites.

I tend to stress myself out with parties, feeling like everyone will be silently judging me for not having 14 brauðtertur and 37 marengstertur. And I mean, why? No one cares. You come, you get free cake, the kids run around screaming, then you go home. No big deal. So, I kept it simple: chips, dips, some fruit and a few carrot & cucumber sticks, some nice cheeses and a couple of cakes from the bakery. Put it on some plates. Done.

Oh and how could I forget? My sister-in-law very kindly donated some very pink cupcakes that were just perfect (I can’t believe I didn’t take a picture of them!). So yeah, if you have a lazy party then be sure to have a sister-in-law who is both generous and also an accomplished baker.

See? Easy.

As always when I’m feeling antisocial but make myself do something anyway, the party was fun. Loud, but fun. I’m glad we did it. Luna hadn’t napped and could have been overtired and stressed out with all the people around, but she wasn’t at all. She loved it and stubbornly kept herself awake until the last guest left.

For the first time in my life ever, I failed miserably at taking pictures. Or rather, I took a bunch of pictures of everyone else’s kids. Here are the couple I got of mine: