The last few years I haven't been in the mood to decorate for Christmas. I hang something on the door and line the sidewalk with some lights but that's about it. Two years ago I was pregnant with Emily and sick and miserable so I didn't do it. I don't know why I didn't last year except it's just so much work. Now this year with Ivy walking I knew we couldn't even do a tree. Then there is the whole stocking issue. When we were first married I found a book of counted cross-stitch patterns of the alphabet with santa. It was so cute so I started making them: M for mom; V for Verity I can't remember if I made the D for dad or the A for Andy or not. I bought coordinating ribbon and fabric and was going to have awesome stockings. Then, life happened. I don't have time to make 8 letters! So, each year on Christmas Eve I hand out my new and appropriate stockings- Target bags. I don't hang them by the chimney with care. I stuff them wherever I can in my closet so the kids don't get into them before Christmas Eve. I figure all the stuff is from Target so why mess with a good thing. My mom was just reading me an article yesterday about the importance of making holiday things special (beautiful decorations, stockings, wrapping everything in the stocking-even the small stuff...). Maybe it's just me but I don't have time to wrap the small stuff let alone clean up all the wrapping paper after it's been ripped of the tiny item. I don't know if it's my advancing age or my circumstances but when it gets to be holiday season, I go into "take it easy" mode. I know that if I go to every activity, if I put out every decoration, if I wrap every tiny gift, or worry about my stockings, I will be a stress mess and I will miss the beauty and the spirit of the season. We skipped out ward (church) Christmas party last weekend, but I loaded all the kids in the car and we went and looked at Christmas lights. As we were going down a street where all the houses have these BIG candy canes out by the street, I heard Emily say "COOT". That was such a great moment. If we had been at the party with 100 other people and kids running around we all would have missed it.
I don't know if people come into my house and think I'm Scroogish for my lack of apparent holiday decorations. It makes me a nicer person and a better mom at the holiday season if I focus on my family and not my stockings. I want to teach them to appreciate the joy and beauty of the season. In my heart, I have a beautiful tree, lighted garlands draped everywhere and great stockings with Santa on them. In my home I have beautiful Christmas carols playing and 6 beautiful kids to teach about the birth of Christ and all that means for each of us. I can't sing Silent Night without getting a tear in my eye. I feel so blessed to have the life I have any the kids and husband I have. If there was just a way to decorate with my feelings, I would have a house that would make Martha Stewart jealous!
Alyssa
10 years ago