Monday, 29 March 2010

A Family Affair

Whoever would have thought that preparing for a Christening would have been such a big deal? Naturally, we had the usual family fall outs over the choice of Godparents (not ideal, but not wholly unexpected), but other than that, I assumed it would be plain sailing. Perhaps it's my 'hormones' but I'm finding it far more stressful than it should be.

First (and most important), the clothes issue has raised it's head. Buying for H isn't too tricky - we're not having a Christening gown, because he's too old, but there are wide range of decent trousers and waistcoats to choose from. The main problem for him is the sizing - he's just over 12 months, so the 9-12 month ones are a tad too small, but the 12-18 month outfits swamp him. Which makes it look like we've bought something for him to 'grow into'. As the eldest growing up, I always vowed I wouldn't do this with my kids, so it's 'rock and a hard place territory'.

For me, sizing is also a problem. As yet, there has been no weight increase or expansion of any kind. But I'm loathe to buy anything new, because I'm sure the second I do, my waist will explode. Needless to say, I don't want to wear anything I've already got, because, well, it's a good reason to buy something new. The only option is to wait until the last moment. And waiting until the last moment is not my strong point.

Second problem is the catering. Mainly the booze - I keep ordering more, because I'm worried we'll run out. And there's nothing worse than running out. But it's also the food - with so many children of different ages, it's like catering for the 5000. A few breadsticks strategically placed around the church hall are not going to cut it. On the positive side, though, we get free glass hire when we order the food, so we don't have to worry about plastic glasses for people to drink out of.

Third, the cake. What a palaver. Should it be themed? Religious? Square? Round? For goodness sake, it's just a cake. So long as it's chocolate, I don't really care about the rest. And I'm fairly confident these are exactly like wedding cakes - all very well and seems important at the time, but nobody really gives two hoots. And nobody ever remembers them. Unless they're really awful.

What I am looking forward to, though, is finally announcing to everyone that I'm pregnant. All things being well, the scan will happen on the Friday and the Christening will be on the Sunday. And the Monday (which I've strategically booked off work) will be a stress free and relaxing day. At the spa. With no family member in sight.

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