Christmas Eve

And I’m still three presents short – two (for my sister/brother and respective spouses) are little homemade things that will not be done by tomorrow.  One is an Ebay purchase that shipped via USPS on the 17th and has yet to surface – and it’s for M2.  Oops.  She’ll have things to open tomorrow, and this one was a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing, not something she’d asked for, but still.  Of course, this is what happens when you buy so close to Christmas, so there’s that.

Since M2 is only 3 and our lives have been chaos almost since she was born, M. and I still haven’t quite figured out how to ‘do’ Christmas.  Since we’ll be at my parents’ house this year, and my sister and her family will also be there, we’re doing what they do (which is how my parents did it when we were kids) by default.  This means the usual cookies and milk for Santa, fairly modest stockings, and (the one M. can’t quite wrap his head around) leaving the present for Santa unwrapped and sparkling in the early morning light on Christmas morning.  For some reason, M. thinks this is weird, but he has yet to give me any kind of definitive answer about what they did when he was a kid (was there Santa?  Did he wrap presents?  These are things I’d like to know).  I wanted to be much more organized this Christmas, but I feel like I’m even less on top of things than I was last year, when I’d just given birth and was recovering from a C-section.

I’ve gotten my Christmas present, though: project babyweaning is going swimmingly, and I’ve been basking in blissful sleep ever since we started.  C.’s still waking up a bit – mostly in the early morning (3 am – on), but he’s also been putting himself back to sleep until 7 am or so.  The result is that I’m an entirely more pleasant person – I smile!  I laugh!  I put things into perspective (more or less)!  It’s been great; we’ll see what going out to California on Friday does to the project.