As I sit here typing I wait for the anticipation of little miss’ reaction to her first Christmas. I don’t expect much of one honestly. I mean really she’s more interested in eating the paper and banging on boxes than whatever is inside of them. I remember one friend telling me the best thing I could do was just wrap a few empty boxes and let her go to town. It got me thinking what if we did that for older children and adults. What if I gave you an empty box for Christmas would you look at me like I had 12 heads or would you be happy? How much has the season turned into the tangible things as opposed to the intangibles that should be in our lives every day? Are you a good person (you get to define the word good)? Have you treated others with respect? Have you lived your life each day as if it was your last? If you’re not sure about how to answer those questions maybe this year you should focus a bit less on what is inside the box and work on everything that really counts.
From my family to yours wishing you a very Merry Christmas! To those of my friends who don’t celebrate please don’t take offense by my greeting. For me today is Χριστούγεννα literally meaning the day of Christ’s birth. Whatever you celebrate may it be a happy one! And to my non believer friends, you know who you are, have a nice day 🙂
Well it is official with less than 10 days left until the big day the Christmas Season is upon us. This time is filled with family, friends, food, drink and panic in many households. Panic of how one will get through these crazy days. Spending time with family members perhaps you don’t like. Pushing through the dreaded shopping mall to buy that gift for your dear aunt. Waiting in line for hours for that one picture with St. Nick just to have your child have a meltdown as you get to the front of the line. Some people love it and some people hate it. Personally I love it!
I am very much an A type personality if you haven’t figured it out yet. I used to like the house to be decorated just a certain way. Everything had its place on the mantle or under the tree. The cards were ready to go in the mail on December 1st. I hand wrote every card and have over a hundred person Christmas card list. Well all that went to shit when my little one came along. The house is still decorated, just not how it used to be. The cards are going in the mail, just a week before Christmas instead of almost a month before Christmas. The waiting in line for St. Nick wasn’t so bad, just an hour of my life that I’ll never get back. I was lucky the little Miss could have cared less who was holding her and truly was unimpressed by the man in red. As she told one auntie, “I’m being good because people say he’s a big deal around here.” I have half opened presents around my tree because we didn’t put the gates up fast enough and she ripped open a few. Luckily they were hers or yiayia’s (who will find it endearing).
Today a friend and I will tackle the Christmas baking (Canadian/American style). I’ll let you know how we make out next week. With a 10 month old and an almost 8 month old in the house, it’ll either be a disaster, or the best treats you’ve ever had in your life!
As I look back it is amazing the difference from this Christmas to last, yet I wouldn’t change a thing!!
A big shout out to my hubby for watching the little one last night so I can go to my first Paint Nite. I admit, it isn’t great but for someone who can barely draw stick figures…I’ll take it 🙂 To find a Paint Nite near you click here.
Well we survived our first road trip with the little miss. A quick 12 hour drive to surprise the grandparents for US Thanksgiving. Traveling with an infant certainly was a learning experience. Honestly how does a tiny being have so many things?!? We had a minivan full of stuff and let me tell you the only thing that my hubby and I had was a shared suitcase. In our entire lives together we’ve never shared a suitcase! The craziness of the packing, the clothes, the diapers, the wipes, the toys, the food, the formula, the snacks, the extra clothes, the extra diapers, the playpen, the carriage, and the list goes on and on, was TOTALLY worth it to see my mom’s face when we rang the doorbell unannounced.
It was hard to juggle time with the immediate family while trying to see a few other people. I think sometimes people forget how hard it is when you’re just one person (or a couple of people) and everyone wants a piece of you. So to those of you who we didn’t get a chance to see, we’re sorry. Hopefully we’ll see you next time.
As far as those of you who are debating about do you or don’t you go away, go for it! Next time we’ll tackle the plane. Now that should be a crazy adventure 🙂