Lately, I’ve been feeling a little stressed (just a little) as I count down the days to December 25th. Normally I want to throw the clock out so time can fly. But this time of the year I want the clock to stop and my days to slow down. There are so many things to look at, so many specials to take advantage of and so much coveting to satisfy. I want more time.
Because our family is still young in age and number, my husband and I alternate our Christmas holidays between our parents. Last year (2014) was spent with T’s family, this year we’re spending Christmas with my parents and siblings. Brand new babies are welcomed into our family almost every year. Yes, I come from a breeding family. Pretty crazy, right? So, as you can imagine… I’ve counted every head and cent trying to include my nieces and nephews in my Christmas shopping list as well.
My Christmas holiday is consumed with a list of things…
There is a To-do list, Shopping list and names list. There are presents to buy, a big feast to prepare and a noble occasion to celebrate. Oh, better not forget to invite Santa too. My list of things includes a list of little people who will learn Christmas is only about new toys, Santa and yummy food.
This list has become a Christmas tradition that I despise. The joy of giving is overshadowed by young expectations screaming me! me! me! I can remember as a young girl at a Primary Christmas party, we did secret Santa and there was a girl who was not on the list. My mum asked me to give one of my presents to her. I was surprised and very disturbed with her request, it was mine! it had my name on it! But I gave it. It felt really good giving my present away… are you kidding me? I cried and threw a tantrum, complaining to my mum how I would never know what was wrapped in that gift for me. Spoiled brat. This is what a Christmas shopping list did to me as a child.
On a happy note, I am a lot better now with giving away presents. No tantrums. Promise!
Overtime I’ve learnt the importance of giving during Christmas time. It is the happiest and most enjoyable time of the year. It is a time of gathering, giving and granting wishes. I love that it is celebrated all over the world. Christmas allows the individuals in the world to turn their hearts to each other, become one and willingly serve without beseech.
I’ve learnt so much about giving since becoming a mom. Giving is not just about things, it is also about giving ourselves, time and love. This means being kind, charitable, compassionate and more. Such gifts have a long term effect on both the receiving and giving end. Christmas can be more purposeful when we genuinely give. The list of vain things can be replaced with a list of kind words spoken in the home, lending a helping hand and offering love and warmth.
Another is the power of giving and not expecting anything in return. Sometimes I feel like the white-bearded, plump, red suited man. He is more than just an imagination…well, kinda. If you were not aware, Santa Clause’s other name is “mom”. Mommy keeps a naughty list, Mommy wraps the presents and make sure they are delivered on time. As for the chocolate chip cookies left out for Santa, mommy’s elf (daddy) normally eats it.
This year will be my fifth Christmas as a wife, and fourth as a mother. These five Christmas’ have been the best and most blessed because I understand more of what Christmas offers through motherhood and my family.