Sooooooooo, Lucia is going to be one on August 14. So far my party planning process has gone like this:
1) Look at calendar
3) Count the days until Lucy's birthday
4) Swear again
5) Briefly consider looking for first birthday ideas on pinterest
6) Laugh at the ridiculousness of that idea
7) Briefly consider stealing first birthday pictures from pinterest and photoshopping Lucy into them
8) Discard that idea because it's probably more work than throwing a party would be
9) Briefly consider throwing the girls a combined birthday on September 14 since their birthdays are August 14 and October 14
10) Feel bad because I wasn't planning on doing that until next year (we made a big deal about Adriana's first birthday, and I wanted to do the same for Lucia)
11) Go to local Mexican restaurant for lunch, since I eat my feelings
12) Hey! They have a back room!
13) Convince waiter to let us have party at Mexican restaurant
14) Get hopes up that Lucy's party might not entirely suck
15) Ask for catering menu
16) Find out that there is no catering menu; I'm supposed to read their regular a la carte prices and then make an offer / negotiate / haggle
17) Fuck that
18) Look at calendar
Needless to say, this is not going well.
Also, question for you all...
Crazy MIL has only met L 3 times (when she was 2 months old, thanksgiving, and 4th of July). She has made no effort to have any sort of relationship with her. Efforts from the rest of that side of the family have been minimal. Is it okay to only invite Justin's dad's side and my side? It gets a little tricky because his aunts on his dad's side are friends with his mom. That whole side of the family stresses me out because they never RSVP so I have to plan for all of them to come, and then 98% of them don't, and I'd really just rather not deal with it. I fight with myself constantly about this, and always end up inviting them and trying to be the bigger person. But I get REALLY STRESSED about the whole thing and generally end up wishing I hadn't bothered. Every year. Ugh.
UPDATE: Justin's response: We have to invite them. 90% won't show up anyway. Cue anxiety attack. [They will all show up and we won't have enough food or space! They won't show up and we will have too much food! They will show up and MIL wants to be a part of our lives again! Everyone will buy too many presents and our house will be overtaken by toys! They will come and drink too many margaritas and act inappropriately! They won't come and I will have wasted stamps and invitations!]