Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Well, it’s that time again: the holidays. The time when a family tries to emulate Stretch Armstrong and string themselves in various directions all at once while simultaneously trying to keep a “happy face” because heaven forbid you act like the idea of eating grandmother’s tree-bark turkey isn’t foremost on your to do list.
Discussions have begun in our household about the many engagements being booked for the holidays. We have anywhere from 4-6 venues that we MUST attend every holiday. One year, we hit a grand total of 11. Yes, after that I insisted that once I had children, the madness must stop. And for a large part, it has; however, not as much as I would like.
I guess it should be flattering to know that the presence of my family is a definite must for our families, but I also realize that it’s more like the presence of LittleMan is a must for LuckyHusband’s family and that I am just an unfortunate accessory which they must tolerate. Sadly, I would love to give them the deepest desires of their heart and not show up, but I honestly would be sick with worry if LittleMan were to go without me. I have nightmares of the hyperactive cousin kicking him in the head (probably due to the fact that while LittleMan was about 4 weeks old, the kid fell on LittleMan’s head and I was made to feel like a b**** for getting on to him and then I was basically called a liar and assured that I really didn’t just see what I know that I saw), or of the in-laws feeding him something that will inevitably choke him and lead to irreversible brain damage. Unlikely (well the last one anyway) I know, but being a mother has made me worry about the unlikely far much more than I have ever done.
Anyway, as usual, these are my ramblings…tell me I’m not the only one.
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Melissa-Mom to LittleMan (4/04); wife to LuckyHusband; full-time toxicologist; full-time housekeeper; full-time domestic laundromat manager (washes all the clothes); full-time domestic finance manager (pays all the bills and yells at husband for spending too much money on fishing stuff); and Keeper of the Cheerios. Lives in a tiny town; spends tons of time with family; reads; enjoys crafts. Can change a diaper, fill a sippy cup, and put on a toddler's shoes in 15.4 seconds flat, all while calculating the impact of petroleum hydrocarbons to a nearby surface water body (watch for me in the Toddler Olympics on CBS this fall). Addicted to Dr. Pepper; Kit Kats; and pasta. To spot me in a crowd: I'm the one with frizzy messed-up hair, smeared graham crackers on my shirt; huge purse with a diaper peeking out, toddler on her hip, and camera in hand at all times.
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