I have said it twice before from my two eldest kids and I will say it one more time, how did we get to one year already? My last baby, baby number three has turned one years old last week. So we had to do what all one year olds get to do and celebrate with a cake smashing party. While little man was not feeling well on his actual birthday he wasn’t too perky a few days later either so we just had to go with it. I think he was more intend on eating the cake and telling me and my camera to take a hike with those eyes or he really thought he couldn’t believe his luck that I was letting him smash it all to pieces. He kept eyeing me up every few seconds as if to say, “are you sure I can do this?” I couldn’t stop laughing at him.
Most likely these will quickly become blackmail photos I pull out and show his first girlfriend or his buddies on his 18th just to embarrass him, I secretly love them. I never got to do this with my first with his food allergies but his sister did proud job of smashing her cake. See link below for a flashback. I can’t believe this is the last time we will celebrate, a baby turning one years old. With each milestone I get slightly emotional thinking each time, this is the last time.
Baby O is growing up so fast on me. He is walking and talking and I really can’t keep up with him. He is still clingy as ever though and doesn’t like others making eye contact with him. I probably shouldn’t laugh when people coo over him and he starts blinking hoping they will go away and if they don’t then he starts wailing. I should be embarrassed by his lack of social skills but he is my last baby therefore I probably will let him get away with wanting me the most for a little while longer. He is on the list for nursery soon so things will have to change whether he likes it or not. I can’t keep up with him and work at the same time anymore. It’s time!
We didn’t have a big birthday party for him as he has his christening coming up and his siblings birthday parties too. It seems like between May and July that’s all we do each year is party after party. I only wish they were all close enough in birthdays to have one massive party each year. Wouldn’t that make life simple?
For my Cake Smashing Setup here is what I use…
- Cheap unicorn cake from the shop, cut off unicorn head on top of a plain cake, cover top with blue frosting and sprinkles.
- Letter balloons on amazon and pinned to the sheet with sewing pin
- Number 1 hat on amazon.
- Outfit £3 on etsy.
- Used gold decor fans from his baby shower which were from ginger ray party supplies.
- white bed sheet taped to the wall, let half lie on the floor to sit on
I was shocked that he didn’t tuck into the cake smashing right away. He poked his pointer finger a few times at the frosting before I had to reach in and hand him his first bite. The whole time he was chewing the first bite he was scowling too. I thought, hope he doesn’t have allergies like his brother as he was spitting it out which is exactly what his brother did before we knew he was allergic to eggs. But then once the frosting was in his mouth a bit more, he went for it. Fist by fist he was practically gagging the cake down. I had to snap some photos then take it away for a second to give him time to chew. Guess he gets his cake eating skills from his mother. EEK!
He wasn’t impressed when I took the cake away in the end. He kept licking his fingers and toes. I wish I had got some better photos of him sticking his big toe in his mouth but I had put the camera out of reach to clean him up. It was definitely a laughing moment between the two of us. Although he was still on the defence about what I was actually letting him do. Kept looking at me all weary. Normally he is all smiles so I was a bit bummed he didn’t find the cake smashing hilarious like his sister did.
Check out MM’s Cake Smashing
Once he was done, though he was done. He wasn’t keen on the cake on his hands and feet afterwards either. But when I attempted to baby wipe it off, he was back to trying to eat his entire fist before I couldn’t wipe the frosting off. It was definitely a milestone to mark with a good tasty cake. There will be no more cake smashing in this house. My favorite has to be the oooh face above though when I asked him, “does it taste good”. He just shouted, “OHHOHHOHH”. I took that as a big fat yes.
I will admit I cried thinking we are quickly coming out of the baby era. I always love having a baby in the house and in the family. I will admit I am sad there won’t be anymore coming into our lives and our family. While I am so so grateful for the three children I already have, I always thought I would have my own big family since I am from a huge family. But I count my blessings I could have three which is three more than a lot of people out there that want children so I never take that for granted, ever! They are my pride and joys and my rock when I need support. They keep me going when life throws challenges our way and they make me laugh and cry harder than anyone in the world. Becoming a mother was the most amazing experience I have ever had and watching my three grow, change and evolve is an honor to be apart of their life journey.