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I am not a fan of the holidays. I know, hard to believe, right? My mother is a huge lover of the Christmas season. She would bake for days, shop, and stay up all night to wrap presents on Christmas Eve. Her packages were works of art. The magical mornings of peeking at the tree while it was still dark to find that Santa had been there and artfully arranged the presents are some of the best memories of my childhood. And I want my children to have that, I do. And I try to do all of the things my mother did, but I just...can't. And so. I pretty much hate Christmas.
Every year I tell myself it will be different. I will start earlier. I will have a better attitude. But by mid-December I am usually stressed out, ready to curl up in a fetal position, and wait for it all to be over. Instead, I pull myself up, give myself a good talking-to, and finish the preparations at the last minute amidst much self-loathing. It isn't fun.
And this year? Is going to be even less fun. My eldest, JBug, goes in for spinal surgery on the 15th of December, which means I have to have everything done TEN days earlier than usual. She will be in the hospital for at least five days, but should be home for Christmas. So I will have little time to scour the shops, maul the mall, or gilt the gift. I have to just get it over with quickly.
So on that note, I am trying to get into the spirit faster than usual, which is why I found this little video of Newfoundland dogs dressed up for Christmas and carrying things in carts. I hope it brings you joy.
T.
5 sent chocolate:
awww.... It is not how much time you take it is the thought behind it that counts. Hope the surgery goes well and wishing you a joyous season amidst all the craziness.
Ugh. I'm sorry to hear your daughter has surgery so close to Xmas.
I went through something similar when my firstborn was due in early December. She showed up (much to her great objections) three days late and the labor and delivery was so hard that I was VERY glad that I stressed over getting Xmas set up in advance.
In the end, it didn't matter. I wasn't looking at the tree or the presents. I was looking at my little girl.
Hopefully the trade-off will be worth it. :)
Tina I hope at least your head isn't pounding through all of this I know how the stress of the holidaze can bring that one as well. Hang in there and lots of healing vibes to your daughter!
Hope all goes well - try to relax and enjoy Christmas as best you can
Tina, please send my love to JBug. Let us know if there's anything that we can do from afar, and please let us know that the surgery went well.
Hugs to you and yours.
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