It is 10:48 on December 23. I had a few friends over tonight, plus a few family members, for a really fun bit of caroling around the neighborhood. I’ve spent the past few days shopping with the hubs – outlet malls and local malls – mostly shopping for clothes. All of a sudden my son has nothing that fits him in his drawers. Last Sunday was especially comical, with his shirtsleeves rolled up to hide the fact that they only came halfway down his arms.
I’ve got all the kids presents wrapped. The Christmas Cookies are baked. The stockings are planned for. But, still…there it is. The Panic just hit. I have no special breakfast planned – and what is Christmas without a special breakfast?! I have no new PJs for the kids – and what is Christmas without new PJs?! Didn’t Mom and Dad always have new PJs for us on Christmas eve so we’d look cute for our Christmas morning photos? I haven’t made the dresses for my nieces that my daughter wanted me to make (but I did make the prototype, for her). And what is Christmas without piles of handmade goodies for your nieces?!
I just feel the panic – that I didn’t do enough, that I didn’t buy enough, that I didn’t make enough. Does anyone else feel the panic? Or, better yet, is anyone else missing PJs/special breakfast/oodles of homemade and thoughtful gifts from their Christmas line-up? Go ahead and tell me. I can take it!
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Are you sure? You don't want to hear the panics of a wildly pregnant woman. Special breakfast: Santa ALWAYS brings boxes of sugar cereal for everyone. Easy. Pajamas: I bought them last night. Wrong size. Brilliant. Handmade gifts: I have almost nothing handmade for my girls, and stacks of handmade presents for everyone else, that I KNOW they don't want. They never, ever do. It drives me up the wall!! Plus, there's two packages I haven't shipped yet: the doll I owe a lady in Florida, and Grandpa J's present from the kids plus all the presents for my brother and sister in law and their kids. The house is barely decorated. No baking this year. It's this point every year, with family birthdays Nov-Jan quickly approaching an even dozen, that I say: That's it! I can't do it! I can't do wonderful birthday presents for people I barely know, AND Christmas presents. I can't do it all, and someone is going to get their feelings hurt and I just don't know how to do it any better! (Can you feel the guilt that I have for not sending a present to a set of grandparents? Everyone else got frozen pumpkin butter....)
It sure sounds like you did plenty. I hope you have a very merry Christmas!
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