I say “our” – because while I’ve had many Christmasses before, this is my first one with Emelia-Michelle… My first as a Mother, And the best one to date. After years and years of wrapping presents for everyone else’s kids, and putting from “Aunty” on them, or watching everyone else hang Santa stockings for their babies, while I sit on the sidelines. Christmas “as an infertile” is dammed hard if I’m honest, it’s a real killer to mental health. So for me – celebrating this Christmas as a Mother, felt like a true miracle. Writing “To Emelia-Michelle; From Mama.” was the weirdest thing ever, yet so so special at the same time. Taking my baby to see Santa, and hanging her stocking, doing all the little things with her. She doesn’t care, she doesn’t know – but this was my first Christmas being able to make and share memories. So I did my best.
We had a pretty busy day really.. Here, there and everywhere. We’re on holiday, Emelia was fighting through the day with 39.9 degree temps, was miserable as heck – but we got through. She wasn’t too keen on presents, or all the attention from family/friends but she seems to be ok, sleeping a lot – and a little unsettled through the night. But the temps are ok now. So we’re just riding it out, and trying to avoid the doctors or emergency room.. Poor little blossom. I’ll do a seperate post on what I bought, and what Santa bought. But for now – here are some snaps of our Christmas! Our first Christmas together 🙂
“And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.” – The Grinch, Dr Seuss.