Santababyland Diaries

I realized this week that I have not blogged since Thanksgiving. The holiday season has been extra busy this year with baby in tow, and I have been ever mindful of the need to start some family traditions, which has essentially translated into extra work. Christmas is a week away and I have to say that I am nearly depleted of the energy necessary to do much more than lay around in my p.j.'s, drink cocoa and play with Em and her presents. I have been in a bit of a holiday mania, where I want to do things with Emmy, write letters to Santa, cook things, pretend I'm Martha Stewart and redecorate the front door wreath, make goodie bags for friends and co-workers, decorate the house inside and out, shop, sing, etc. I have been so excited about the holidays that I can hardly fall asleep at night! At least until last night. Last night the sudden and inexplicable burst of energy disappeared. On my way to pick up Emmy from daycare, I found myself sitting at the gas station unable to muster the strength to pump my own gas and pay for it. So I pumped the gas and drove off. Just kidding! I paid for it but it really was a challenge. So the outcome of all of this is that I am done. For this remaining week, I shall attend our last few parties and family functions and not worry about what we're all wearing or bringing. I will try to wrap the presents I ordered online that have not yet arrived, or at least slap a bow on them. Otherwise, I will be at home, in sweats, playing with the kiddo. Do drop in! We'll sing you a carol or even two if you let us. I vow to soak up this last week and not mess it up with too much scurrying about. I also vow to go to church and remember the real reason for the season, and to share this joy with my daughter. And lastly, I vow to finish rereading Holidays on Ice (David Sedaris) for bookclub on Monday night. I love his zany accounts of holiday experiences as a Macy's elf and with his nutty family, and I need to finish reading it before Emmy eats my book! She has been chewing it to the point that it looks like the dog tried to eat it. Happy holidays to all! I can't wait to report on how Ms. Em likes Christmas morning. Until then, be more nice than naughty!