christmas

 

This morning my son sweetly reminded me that Christmas Eve is just eight days away. I know he meant well by it, but it really just felt a little like he was trolling me. I love the Christmas season. I love Christmas scents and flavors, decorations, music, and all the holly and jolly. Unfortunately, I am a total loser and procrastinator when it comes to living out that Christmas spirit. In my defense, the 2-3 weeks after Thanksgiving are probably the most intense and stressful of the year even without Christmas.

 

This morning my son sweetly reminded me that Christmas Eve is just eights days away. I know he meant well by it, but it really just felt a little like he was trolling me. I love the Christmas season. I love Christmas scents and flavors, decorations, music, and all the holly and jolly. Unfortunately, I am a total loser and procrastinator when it comes to living out that Christmas spirit. In my defense, the 2-3 weeks after Thanksgiving are probably the most intense and stressful of the year even without Christmas.

 

Having a daughter who is a ballerina also means that December is Nutcracker season. Although her Nutcracker run typically only lasts two week, those are two intense weeks of late nights at rehearsal and long days at the theater. Since I help sew the costumes for the performances, it also means that I am there for it all trying to finish and fix costumes at the last minute and making sure everything stays together backstage during the performances. It’s not just Nutcracker season for the dancers, it is Nutcracker season for the moms too. Being a stage mom is truly not a job for the weak.

 

So, it’s the Christmas season, and I am dealing with finals and Nutcracker madness. At the same time, I am constantly reminded by the Christmas trolls that I am a complete and utter Christmas fail. Here are just some of the ways I have been Christmas shamed.

 

  • Every year my friends grace me with their beautiful cards featuring lovely pictures of them with their gorgeous children and in matching attire. These cards have been painstakingly designed months ahead of time and are sent on the perfect day so that they arrive in my mailbox in the 5-10 days before Christmas. I, on the other hand, can’t get my kid to change out of a T-shirt and shorts and stopped sending Christmas cards at all a few years ago. I finally admitted that I will always be a Christmas card fail and stopped bothering to hide it anymore. Sometimes I try to send New Year’s cards instead. That may or may not happen this year, but I can guarantee you there won’t be any pictures of my family in matching clothes.

 

  • By December 1, it never fails that someone will come up to me and brag about how they have finished their Christmas shopping and wrapped all their gifts. I think I respond with a smile and tell them how nice that must be. I feel obligated to validate that the person indeed is not a Christmas fail like I am. Chances are that I have not even thought about purchasing a single gift yet and will be wrapping everything on Christmas Eve. So yes, person who finishes shopping on Black Friday and wraps over Thanksgiving weekend, you win.

 

  • Don’t even get me started on decorating the yard. I guess I figure that if I can’t make a big holiday production where the lights are timed to music (perhaps The Internet is Here by Dan and Phil?), I might as well not do anything at all. You know, go big or go home. I have a few lights for the yard, but they are still sitting inside the house. Also, I bought a llama that lights up and is supposed to go outside, but it was too cute and now sits inside next to the tree. Oh, and literally, theonly reason my tree got up and decorated so early in December is because my son basically did all the work by himself. Some of the decorations are still sitting in the box waiting to be displayed. I’ll try to finish that tomorrow.

 

I’m telling you about this so that you can feel better about yourself. So, if the Christmas trolls are after you and reminding you that you are a giant Christmas fail, just remember me. I’m such a fail that I don’t even bother trying to hide or deny it anymore. But I do love Christmas! If you have not seen my video taking you behind the scenes of our Nutcracker production, you should get a hot chocolate and take a look.

 

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