1.It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year…
Family Brunch, puzzles, board games, wrapping paper, jokes re-told, home videos, way too many photos, and a nap before dinner. It’s Baby’s First Christmas, and I’ve been trying to contain my excitement for months.
2. Baby it’s Cold outside…
As in, -28 degrees Celsius, and it feels like -37. The scene through the window is so sunny and beautiful… it makes it hard to breathe.
3. What a bright time, it’s the right time, to rock the night away…
And now I’m beginning to have second thoughts as to whether a rocking horse for a walking 10 month old was a good idea after all (use BOTH hands, sweetie…)
4. He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…
Staring at the video monitor, hoping, wishing, praying that somehow the baby will sleep after all the presents and family and excitement.
5. A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices…
SHE TOOK A NAP!
6. Where are you Christmas? Why can’t I find you…?
POOF. It’s done. Gone. I blinked. Holidays are over, and I can’t help but wonder if I should have bought another carton of eggnog before the weekend. And maybe some cough syrup.
7. We’re snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be…
We’ve got ‘his and hers’ diffusers filling the air with eucalyptus and peppermint, sharing a box of Kleenex, and passing the cough drops, so let’s say ‘Cheers!’ to the New Year with a cup of lemon tea and crawl into bed at 9:30.
8. I’ll be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams…
To be honest, there’s a hazy blur between all of the naps and dreams and Buckley’s medicine… but it’s been awhile since I’ve left the house.
9. On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree…
Not to mention the 12 cups of tea, 11 types of chocolate, 10 more minutes to wrap gifts, 9 holiday movies, 8 laps around the table, 7 days of turkey leftovers, 6 shortbread cookies, 5 essential oils, 4 kinds of vegetables, 3 rounds of the Farming Game, and 2 Christmas onesies.
And then..?
10. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound…
Because no matter how wonderful my dreams for this holiday were… I failed. My body failed. My plans to help my mother-in-law with dinner failed. Plans for perfect napping… failed. And Grace from a Baby has never been more apparent in my life before this.
Cheers to another holiday passed, and the soundtrack of Grace that never goes out of season.
Love this! How creative! You made me smile. Hope you’re all feeling better and rebounded from the holidays. 🙂
Yes! At least to a healthier, albeit still busy, “normal”! Thank you 🙂