Deck the Halls?

Little Lights

I have a tingle in my tummy.  It started just after Halloween.  At first I thought it was just a craving for Pumpkin Pie and Apple Cider but now I know otherwise; I've got holiday fever!  Why does it hit me so hard nowadays?  I think part of it being a mom.  I've always been "in to" Christmas and the other winter festive holidays.  Ever since I was little.  Now that I'm a mom, I have this fresh perspective on the whole season.  Things that never mattered so much are suddenly very, very important and, conversely, things that I had held stock in previous years I find myself not

bothering over this winter.

One thing that surprised me this year was how fast it sneaked up on me.  It seems that in previous years I felt so prepared and had things lined out.  I knew where all the ornaments were and where all the decorations were going to be displayed.  This year I couldn't find the boxes after an hour of searching only to have Scott tell me they had been relocated to storage during one of the many trips in that direction this summer.  Hmmm, how did I let that happen?

I also have not even begun to make a Christmas list or to think of presents for others.  Instead I am solely focused on things like baking, dinner making, decorating the house, throwing a Christmas party (still torn on this) making hot chocolate and maybe Caroling if I can get a big enough group to go with me (any takers?).  I feel good about this.  I think having Romilly has helped bring Christmas into perspective for me; helped me to tone things down a bit in the material realm and ramp things up a bit in the familial realm.

This doesn't mean that there won't be the usual Christmas ups and downs, I'm sure.  The confusion over when, where, how and why is already setting in but we are doing our best to go with the flow of things and remember that its about being together, the three of us, that really matters.  Living our lives in the joy of the moment and making memories together as a new family is first and foremost.


As I listen to Star (our local Holiday radio station) and hear them sing of holidays gone by, my step lightens and my heart jingles as I begin to merrily sing my way into the Christmas Season that is upon me presently and imagine Romilly's face lighting up as she bounds from Scott's arms Christmas morning, finally free to frolic in the presents under the tree in the predawn light as the smell of homemade cinnamon bread (ha! we'll see) and coffee (yep) waft from our cozily, if somewhat overly, decorated kitchen.  Ahhh.  I can't wait!