Happy Holidays all! It has been so very nice to have time off, as it seemed the end of this year was wearing me down. After five days off, I was back to work today. Getting back in the swing … Continue reading
As some of you may know, I did not grow up with Christmas. I was raised with my mother, who is a Jehovah’s Witness. We did not celebrate Christmas, Thanksgiving, or any other holidays. We also did not celebrate birthdays. So many of these occasions are new to me.
Often times when I am celebrating these occasions with my little family, I feel the child-like wonderment that my son is experiencing too. This puts extra pressure on my husband to teach us his family traditions, as I don’t have any to call back on and G is just doing what we do.
This has and will continue to allow us to create some of our own traditions. This year, I made a beef stew on Christmas Eve. Granted it was just prep and throwing everything in the crockpot, it still feels like something I could make a family tradition. As G gets older, I am sure we will continue to add traditions.
For me, it is exciting to share these things with him from my unique prospective. The holidays we celebrate don’t come from a sense of religion, but for me, it is more a sense of togetherness and family bonding. There is something special about celebrating with the three of us (five if you count that cats; for Christmas I do, since they have stockings too). I hope to continue to foster that feeling in my son. Not that the holidays are about obligation or just about gifts, but about time spent with the ones you love. Happy Holidays all!
My favorite Christmas song by far is Wonder Christmas Time by Paul McCartney and Wings. And that songs sums up the way it felt to watch my son open his very first Christmas gifts on his very first Christmas. My husband and I were all smiles. He was so excited and so overwhelmed by the gifts. I think he loved the wrapping as much as the actual toys. Here’s a sneak peek of the excitement of Christmas morning:
The holidays that is! I love them because it means lots and lots of time off work. Others love them because they mean family and all that jazz. This year I am certainly thankful for my little immediately family. My husband made a fabulous Thanksgiving feast for us and I got to spend the day appreciating how truly blessed I am to have him and marvel at how far we have come as a family. It doesn’t seem possible but I love my son more each day and enjoyed the days off I had to just spend playing, laughing, and taking care of him. Work, school, and family are challenging in equal measures but just seeing his little smile makes it leaps and bounds more worth it! Continue reading