I love December.
Because, as you know, I love Christmas. And December is basically just Christmas.
December is also the month of babies in my family this year. And, I mean, I don’t know, do you think I like babies?!
My “twin” cousin just had her little girl this morning and we’re all kind of betting on my sister-in-law having her little boy this week!
Combine those two things, Christmas and babies, and really what else do you need?!
I felt like I was going overboard with my Christmas shopping this year, but then I realized most of the stuff was for me…whoops. I’m really really enjoying the giving part of Christmas lately, though. I haven’t been able to give any suggestions for myself in years, but I have so many ideas for my parents, brother or sister-in-law, niece, or even friends. It’s a strange new era for me.
Another thing that’s strange for me is that I’m not really getting all of the familial warm and fuzzies I talked about in my last post. My dad and I are still doing all of the traditions, but my mom has no interest. Like, no interest.
I used to have an order that I would want to watch all of the Christmas movies in. I guess I thought it was important to her too, so I’d always wait for nights when we were all home. This year, when we tell her we’re watching a movie, she grabs a snack and watches her British dramas in her bedroom. Because she’s been so blatant about it, the magic has greatly diminished for me, so we’ve been *gasp* watching the movies out of order.
I also seem to remember at least 2 years when we had a little tradition of all of us putting the tree up together while watching (the first movie of the season) White Christmas. This year, while my friend and I were partaking in a Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life binge, my dad literally brought the tree home, set it on the deck and said “Okay, here’s your tree, Carrie.” I put it in the stand (okay, with a little help), I put the lights on, I put the angel on top and I put all of the ornaments on. There was no “we.” It was a little sad, honestly.
I also put up all of the Christmas decorations around the house, which my mom used to help with.
The only tradition we’ve truly kept alive this year is my dad and I putting up the outdoor decorations together to avoid being sucked in to one of my mom’s projects.
I’m not trying to sound down. It’s just an adjustment for me. I’m starting to realize what my Christmases going forward might look like.
Growing up feels weird.
That’s why I need to hang out with all of these cute babies being born!!
I seriously cannot wait to meet the little dude!
Here’s the last calendar page for 2016:
I haven’t decided yet if I will be sharing pages from next year’s calendar…cliffhanger.
Now that I see the page, I feel bad that I didn’t say anything about my best friend!! I think I summed it up pretty well last year! I love that dog more than any person (maybe he’s tied with that little girl)! He is literally the best, most constant and loyal friend I’ve ever had! Ugh, LOVE HIM. SO MUCH.