I get two different reactions when I tell people “nothing” when they ask question “What are you getting the babies for Christmas?” One reaction is of shock and seeming sadness at how we could deprive our children of gifts. The other reaction is one of approval…”you are very smart, they won’t remember anyway.” Yes, the babies won’t remember; they can’t comprehend what is going on, and they are more interested in the paper and ribbons than anything else. Plus, they are going to get their fair share of goodies from the grandparents. I also haven’t subjected them to Santa’s lap. This has more to do with my hatred for the malls this time of year than a fear of Santa, but in all honesty, he’s kind of creepy and I can’t see Maria taking too kindly to sitting on a hairy stranger’s lap.
Last Christmas, I was 16 weeks along, finally looking pregnant and enjoying the wonderful simplicity of elastic waistbands. I was waking no less than 3 times a night to pee and ravenously hungry starting at 5:00 in the morning. This year, I’m only up when the babies wake, which varies, but is generally only once a night and I’m still hungry all the time due to the caloric demands of nursing. I still fall asleep around 8:30 or 9:00, but this year, I’m up again at 10:00 to top off the babies’ tanks for the night.
Last year, my wish list included cute maternity clothes to get me through the winter months. This year, next to having Nick, Meredith and Jake home for Christmas (which isn’t happening), there’s a theme of pampering on my list … gift cards for pedicures, massages, highlights, etc. top my wish list. And while any of those things would be wonderful, I can honestly say, there’s nothing that we truly need. We have two perfect babies who make us laugh everyday and we’re celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ, who is the best gift of all.
From our family to yours, have a very Merry Christmas!