In my head I always imagine the lead up to Christmas as a time full of happiness and relaxation. In my head I’m doing crafts with the kids (who of course are cooperative and grateful), and baking lots of Christmas treats in my immaculately kept home. Of course the reality is the kids and I are all super tired after a big end to the school year, we have lots of other things that need to be done, the weather is too hot for baking, and my house looks like a tornado has hit. This year we’ve had the additional fun of conjunctivitis for all three kids, and a fire in the local area taking Country Boy out all night (great for the tiredness).
I need to stop and remind myself that life isn’t a Pinterest picture, and neither is Christmas. Once I remember this, I’m OK with it. After all, the first Christmas was a messy, tiring, dirty affair (giving birth in a stable doesn’t sound hygienic), yet we are still celebrating it over 2000 years later.
We will be spending a quiet Christmas at home with CB’s parents. Church in village in the morning, followed by a leisurely day with the kids. We have a bit of special present for them this year, and I’m excited to see their faces when they see it.
Thank you one and all for visiting my corner of the internet over the year. After four and a half years of blogging, I love sharing snippets of our life here in the country.
No matter where you are, I wish you a happy and holy Christmas.
P.S. I made a little video of some of the shenanigans we have been getting up to lately. Happy Christmas!