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| The View from the Top |
I’ve had a billion blog topics floating around in my head as
of lately…but figured I should play catch-up first.
The Christmas season was a mix of sadness and hope. As I’ve mentioned previously, we buried my
Grandfather on Christmas Eve. The
sadness was intertwined with grains of hope…as Scott and I had a secret. A tiny secret that would take its first
breath come August.
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| Love |
In one of the last coherent days I had with my grandfather,
I walked into his room and he clasp his hands together and said “you’re
pregnant!” At the time, the thought of me being pregnant had never crossed my mind.
I thought it was his dementia talking.
I laughed and said, “not me!” He
mentioned it 2-3 more times during my visit with him and when I was leaving, he
said, “you take care of that baby girl,” and pointed to my stomach. I laughed again and sadly thought maybe he
had me confused with someone else? Fast
forward to now….he was right. I won’t
know if this is a boy or girl for a few more weeks, but what a feeling of
happiness to know that he took the knowledge of his brand new great-grandchild
to the grave. He knew before anyone else.
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| Santa Came!! |
Christmas Day was exciting to watch Paisley burst from his
bedroom and go straight to his toys from Santa.
He instantly began playing, not giving thought to who brought the toys
or why they were even here in the living room.
He simply expressed joy and happiness as all children should on
Christmas Day. Scott and I sat back and
watched. He wondered from his activity
table, to his wooden airplane, to his stocking full of treats, touching each
item, turning them over and over in his tiny hands.
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| Merry Christmas! |
We unwrapped gifts, we ate breakfast, and leisurely headed
to my parents’ house for round two. The
Christmas music was playing, the brunch was simmering, and my father had
prepared the Christmas Day scavenger hunt that had been missing for the past
year! I soaked up every second of watching the ones I love celebrate the day, lavish my child with love, and enjoy
our time with one another. I swear it
was a scene that I had watched weeks earlier on the Hallmark Channel. It was by all accounts, picture perfect.
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| Family Christmas Perfection |
After the dishes had been cleared and gifts had been opened,
we packed our car and headed to Scott’s parents’ house for our 3rd
and final round. Surprisingly none of us
had trouble finding room for more food. Paisley began showing signs of
present-opening-exhaustion and just wanted to watch everyone else.
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| Cousins |
As Christmas Day turned dark and the moon came out, a light
snowfall began to fall. The weather
stations were staying we could get a substantial amount of snow. For Southern Indiana, this is exciting
news. With that information, we loaded our car and headed into the night, homeward bound.
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| Christmas Angel |
Paisley didn’t put up much of a fuss as I tucked him into
bed. It wasn’t too long after he was
asleep that Scott and I made our way to our own bed. We can chalk Paisley’s second Christmas up as
a success.
I love the tiny traditions of the season that we have begun putting into place for our son. Just a
few I want to remember…
-Cutting down a real Christmas tree
-Putting a tree in P’s room
-Decorating the house with wooden Santa’s and nativities from
around the world
-Telling Paisley the story of Christmas and the birth of
Christ
-Baking goodies!
-Pictures with Santa
-Reading “Twas the Night Before Christmas” on Christmas Eve,
as a family
-Exploring the gifts and stocking from “Santa”
-Visiting P’s grandparents and aunts and uncles
-Showing him the Christmas cards & photos we receive and
explaining who they are
We hope you had a blessed and happy Christmas!!
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