Confession time: My four-year-old is out with Grandma & Grandpa today and I am finally breathing a huge sigh of relief. I’m going to miss the bug a ton, but CHRISTMAS IS IN 11 DAYS, PEOPLE. I do not have one wrapped present under the tree. My homemade gifts are half-done. I haven’t grocery shopped to make Christmas treats, and Christmas Eve dinner is so far from my mind that we could easily be eating Cocoa Puffs around the table after the candlelight service.
If my kid was here, I’d be running around the backyard with a soccer ball or watching Mighty Machines on Netflix or building a fort. All wonderful things, all memory-makers, but I have to be honest… I need a day where I can prepare to make the Christmas memories, like cookie baking and present-opening. Without a day for me to plan and gather, I would be a hot mess going into the final week before the big day.
The holidays are sneaking up on me fast this year – does anyone else feel that way? I feel like I was just helping him pick out a Wolverine costume for Halloween and BAM! There’s a garland on my mantle. I don’t even half remember how it got there, except I’m pretty sure I did it after a long day of work. At the office we are in the crazy of end-of-quarter-end-of-year madness, so we’re all busy and lunch breaks are sandwiches over agency meetings and workshops.
I’m thankful for the busy. I also need a day to gather my wits about me before I collapse in a heap of unwrapped gifts and store-bought cookies and figure that I at least kind-of tried.
I’m a big fan of moms taking stock of what they need and what they don’t need during this time. I won’t be throwing a hot cocoa party for Harry’s classmates. Our gift-giving is small this year, and it would have been too much to participate in any fun “Polar Express” activities. Pinterest is not my friend this time of year with the “BE THE PERFECT MOM!” thrown in my face.
So this post isn’t about my neurosis of trying to make a perfect Christmas, but mostly just trying to make Christmas happen in our house because I’ve got a little boy that is so excited, he might burst.
I just need to catch up with him.
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