I turned the corner of the Halloween aisle at Target only to be blindsided by Christmas lights and fake Christmas trees. The juxtaposition hurt my festive spirit. Sure I love Halloween and I love Christmas but hello? Why does Thanksgiving always get the shaft? Is it because it’s such a brown holiday? I think the Canadians may have the whole “Thanksgiving before Halloween” thing spot on.
Here’s what I am excited for: My babies in their footie jammies on Christmas morning with the smell of cinnamon rolls wafting through the house as we spend the day together, lounging about watching holiday themed movies.
Here’s what I’m not excited about: everything else.
Which is to say, can I just take Addie’s old baby toys out of storage, wrap them and give them to Vivi?
Just like you have complete and utter power over the first few Halloween costumes, you also have control over the first few birthday parties and the first few Christmases. She’s not going to know if the Fisher Price phone in the crinkly paper is from six years ago.
I don’t remember getting a single gift for Addie on her first Christmas. A) She was born 11 days earlier and B) that’s what grandparents are for. Sure Addie is probably going to want to give her sister a gift, and Addie would probably like one from Vivi…but beyond that? They’re good!
My favorite part of Christmas has always been being able to just be with my family. And the copious amounts of sausage available at our Christmas breakfast, no innuendo intended. Cody of course is still enamored by a tree brimming with gifts and stockings filled with cheer (or socks as the case is in our house.)
We have our few traditions, but it’s still 55 days away. Call me a humbug but I’d like to enjoy November as November and not as ZOMG THE MONTH BEFORE CHRISTMAS.
The other big change this year with a baby in the picture? Christmas shopping is going to be done online and early. No way am I trudging through holiday shoppers with a stroller and a baby. I got all I ever wanted back in May, a baby for me, a big sister for Addie and a lovely little family I get to call my own. That’s what I’m going to be celebrating for the rest of my life, but especially over the next 55 days.
How will the holidays change for you with a new baby in the house?