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The Spirit of Christmas

Pffft

I hear you say, but hear me out.  I’m in a bit of a dither and you may be able to help me.

I need to kick this off by saying that, yes, I am an atheist, but by jingo those Christians know how to create a wonderful holiday.  I’m all for a bit of religion (my daughter is currently dallying in these notions) but it’s not for me.  I tried, honest guv, but my heart wasn’t in it.

However.  I am a M A S S I V E  fan of Christmas. I just love it. Everything.  The tinsel, the lights, the tree, the decorations, the giving and sharing, the eating and most importantly The Family.  It’s such a beautiful day.

I can’t think of a single day in the year where almost every single person is with their family. Whether they love them, like them, find them irritating, slightly dislike them or often hate them, we all share the commonality of spending Christmas day with each other. No mean feat for a lot of people.

However, I’m also a mum and I have a family and there is an awful lot of preparation involved in getting in the “Christmas Spirit”.  As such, I’m a little stretched.  So you can imagine my mood when my sister decided that this year instead of doing lists we were doing “surprise” presents.

I moaned. I complained. I took to Twitter. I moaned some more.  It’s an issue because she designs jewellery, so I can’t buy her any.  She has always been far more into fashion than I have so I wouldn’t dare purchase her a piece of clothing. She has much more money than me so I can’t imagine she wants for much.  Arghhhhh. I was so annoyed.  Why couldn’t she just give me a bloody list.

And therein lies the problem, dear readers.  I wanted the easy way out. The quick fix. The non thinking option.  I didn’t want to think too hard about buying something or giving it too much thought, because it was an inconvenience.  Now, admittedly I have bought her something that she doesn’t really need, but by goodness I put a lot of thought into it.  I’ve also bought her a jewellery travel wrap, something I’m sure she has, but this one is gorgeous and she has a lot of jewellery.decoration

It really occurred made me realise that I often go through the motions when it comes to Christmas and presents and I forget that moment when you are thinking of your loved ones whilst hovering over a shelf of goods in Debenhams and you imagine their reaction.

The same goes with the writing of Christmas cards.  I may have reduced my list of recipients as the cost of stamps have gone up, but every one of those cards took time to write, I have put a different message in each one. Some I’ve written updates in.  I ranted about the lack of Christmas cards writing last year here, but I donated to charity this year AND wrote some cards out.   They remind me of what it is all about, I realised. Each and every card that I have to take the time to fill in, gives me an opportunity to reflect on the person it’s for and what they mean to me, when I saw them last, how I feel about them.

So I think I learnt a big lesson this year. I think I may have managed to retrieve My Spirit of Christmas through a few lessons learnt.

Do you still have The Spirit of Christmas?  What does Christmas mean to you?

The Ungrateful Mother

All morning (well since 9.30am when I got up) I’ve been composing a blog post in my head.  It went something like this:

What I wanted to happen on mothers day (choccies, flowers, arranged lunch out, a clean house)

What ACTUALLY happened on mothers day. (2 cards) MOAN MOAN MOAN

But I’ve had to wait for the laptop to fire up. I then went off to sort some washing out and hubby and the 4 year old are out visiting someone nearby. I was trying to work out what photo to put up and as I still don’t know how to sync my iPhone to the laptop, that took some time to decide to leave it. So by the time I actually wandered back to the laptop to do my big moany post, I had a change of heart.

Yes, my hubby doesn’t always think in great detail about what I might actually want and yes I did request chocolates or flowers or a home-made gift from the kids last year after a similar ungrateful feeling, but it was a year ago.  My husband is very busy (just like me) and spends 2 days looking after said kids, cooks, cleans (to some extent) and generally shares a lot of duties.  Why is all the onus on him to make this a special day when I just need to be honest and create the day I want?

So I’m going to stick a smile on my face when he gets back.  I’m not going to moan or drop sarcastic comments about the lack of anything.  Next year my daughter will be 5 and I’ll tell her 2 weeks before mothers day what I’d like her and her younger brother to buy and kick-start a tradition.  Hubby will just do as he’s told my the daughter and I’ll be a happy mummy.

Phew!! Moan over. Ungrateful mother, over and out.