Twas the week before Christmas… and New-Mom was a mess! Is it normal for me to be too pooped for Christmas? Sad to say, but I’m kinda over this holiday season. Whoever started making such a big deal about “Baby’s First Christmas” must have had their kid at the beginning of year (meaning that, by Christmas, they were getting a full nights sleep). The last thing I want to do right now is shop for gifts and wrap them up. I’ve had to skip a few holiday parties because a sitter wasn’t available. And forget about trying to take a dressed-up, charming family Christmas photo… we tried it, and LadyP wasn’t tolerating any of Mommy’s nonsense. Bah humbug? Bah baby!
All I want for Christmas is to go to bed around midnight and sleep until 10am, to put on my makeup without having to put a pacifier back in anyone’s mouth, to sit on a toilet in peace, and to button my old jeans without having to suck in.
All that said, I did muster up the energy (and ended up excited) to get a Christmas tree.
LadyP made me do it. 🙂
