Twas five days before Xmas and all through the
house,
No kids were fighting or making a fuss.
My presents were wrapped and placed under the
tree,
School was now done until January.
All snuggled in blankies were the boys on the
couch,
So, over my Macbook I tried to slouch.
It was mama's time to blog and I put on my thinking
cap,
Cause this was the closest my kids would ever get
to a nap.
Between having my youngest home full time and
holiday prep, I've barely had time to shower on a regular basis, let alone post
any new blogs. At this very moment, I am "watching" old
Looney Tunes Christmas shows with the kids and hoping they'll stay quiet
long enough for me to finish this post. All I have to do is nod when they
address me, then I answer "we'll see" to every question they ask.
It gives them the illusion that I am actually paying attention while
buying myself precious minutes to write. Hey, at least I'm sitting with
them. That's got to count for something, right?
I haven't exactly been in the Christmas spirit
lately. My mind has been preoccupied with M's new diagnosis, my break up
with Z's daycare, and a badly-timed basement/playroom reorg that I can't seem
to finish. I hurriedly did all my shopping online last week and managed
to toss the three dozen presents into overpriced gift bags. (There was no
time to waste on paper, tape or ribbon.) I spent a whole day handwriting
Christmas cards and cursing myself for not sending holiday cheer via email
instead. Plus, my lopsided tree looks like it could use a makeover.
I guess you could call it shabby chic. OK, maybe just shabby.
I contemplated leaving it bare until my kids made me feel like a grinch
Tuesday night. Blame it on fatigue, the abnormally bad weather, or my
busy calendar, but Christmas was starting to feel like such a chore this year.
So from my family to yours, I wish you a holiday
brimming with thousands of happy little moments. xoxo
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all
a good night!” (Clement Clarke Moore)