And she had a party.

My sweet girl had a party. I must admit that this has been without a doubt the hardest birthday for me. Emotionally wise.

I have zero babies in my home. None. Nada. Zip.

It doesnt matter how you say it, it just sucks.

 

Enough with my poor me and my no baby self.

My baby had a party and it rocked. She was surrounded by the ones that adore her most and she was so happy that it was her day.
She recieved more princess stuff then I even know what to do with, and her love for Dora continues.
 

 



 

 

 

The set up...Sans cake. (the white ont he owls were supposed to be white...Im still a little bitter!)

 

(the best picture of her outfit I got....)

 Big Sister wearing her party hat.

Mean Muggin.

She started stripping as soon as her eyes saw those Dora Jammies.
 

The birthday girl and me.

 

Bithday wishes.

 

 

Thanks goodness for these baby mamas filling my need...too bad I was too bust to snuggle with them!

(all within 3 weeks of eachother!)

 

After Party lemonade.

 

And after party snuggles with mama.

 

I asked Remy if she had fun at her party and all she did was squeeze me. hard. That was enough for this mama to burst out in tears. Oh and I did.