There's no way that it's less than a week until Christmas.
I'm still wearing shorts and flip-flops.
I'm in no way prepared.
I've gotten my tree up and I've made a few decorations for my home. I've yet to venture into cookie decorating with the kids, but I didn't think time would slip away so quickly, either.
Unfortunately, due to the financial crisis my husband left us in and has so far decided not to help us recover from, there's no possibility of me being able to get the kids anything for Christmas. Don't feel sorry for me, though. They'll be okay - Nana and Pop-pop are providing the "Santa Claus" and they'll be plenty spoiled, I'm sure. I'm not asking for pity at all, just venting that it sucks that not only have I been thrust into this situation, but the timing was a little inconvenient..
Of course, I have more than a lot of people do and plenty to feel blessed about. Above all else, I have my three children. I still get to enjoy their laughter and creativity, mischief and fun..I still get to bathe them and dress them and tuck them into bed..read them a story, sing them a lullaby..I still get to hear and see and touch them. As we all know, at least 20 parents in Connecticut have had these joys violently and tragically stripped from them. It definitely puts any insignificant "struggles" I may have into perspective as there is absolutely nothing worse than that.
Time to start supper. I have a family feed. Thank GOD!
hang in there momma....atleast you still have your babies and thats all that matters...
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