I'm finding the silver lining in that ever-looming cloud that is my insomnia. For my next trick, I will catch up on posts that should have been written two weeks ago...
Audrey turned seven! Hard to believe it's been that long since I spent a day-and-a-half in labor, crawled into my warm bathtub and caught our little girl in my arms. She was tiny compared to the others. 7 lb. 8 oz. (Em was 9 lb. 2 oz. and Isaac weighed in at 10 lb. 5 oz!). The midwife declared her perfect and she's been a little princess since that day.
With work continuing to be crazy, I knew I couldn't handle a big to-do of a party so only a week before the big day, I called a few of her friends and invited them to my place for a tea party. I didn't know quite what I had in mind at the time, but ended up with four little girls along with Emily, Isaac and Martin, charm bracelet making supplies, walkie-talkies and a modest spread at the coffee, or for the day, tea table.
I wore myself out getting ready for the party -- mostly with the housework that had been neglected during the previous weeks of work madness, but it all came together at exactly the right time (and it certainly feels good to be on the tidier side of life now). I made mini-loaves of bread, including one inspired by Libby's visit with Nutella and raisins. I put out a few spreads and a bit of fruit. Audrey's cake choice was her third year for a delightful strawberry cake, this time with chocolate icing.
After everyone had their fill, gifties were opened, girlies were retrieved and we all breathed a sigh of relief (hey, did you know that first-grade girls have a tendency to run around screaming for no real reason?) I melted into a puddle of goo for a couple of hours afterward and Audrey reveled in her new title of seven-year-old, as she will likely do for the next twelve months.