My mind has wandered a lot to Christmas' of the past lately. I loved Smallworld's blog about her first married Christmas, and so, I decided to blog about one of my Christmas memories.
It actually wasn't very long ago, and I can't believe I remember much because it was the year Elisa was born, and looking back on the pictures, my eyes weren't opened much in any picture, most likely because of sleep deprivation because she was only one month old. That, or my cheeks were just that big from all the weight I gained after the c-section...
After Elisa was born, I vowed to keep her inside as much as possible the first two months since Bekah had had RSV, and was in the hospital as a newborn. And so, for two months, I stayed at home. All day. With a 3 1/2 year old, 1 1/2 year old, and a new born. I couldn't wait until 9 a.m. so I could call another adult and talk. I had my list. First, I would call Joy, if she didn't answer then Maria, if she didn't answer....it was a joyous time in my life.
About a week before Christmas, I got a chance to take Caleb and Bekah out to the mall to see Santa, and Mike stayed home with Elisa. This was the first time we tried this. When we got there I noticed there were a lot of animals in line but no kids. Strange, I thought, but stayed in line anyway. By the time we got to the front, the woman asked me where my pet was. I said, "I don't have a pet, just my children." To that she said, "well tonight is pet night, no children can see Santa." Huh? Unfortunately for her, I had many hormones still racing through me, and had been locked up in my house now for over 4 weeks. And so, the tears began to pour, and my voice got a little loud.
"I just had a baby," I yelled. "I can't leave my house with her, I had surgery, and this is the only chance I will get to take these kids out to see Santa." It was about that time I see a familiar face coming out of another store. To my embarresment, she heard me, and asked what was going on. Then she looked at the lady I had just yelled at and said, "Mom, you have to let her kids go talk to Santa." After picking myslef up off the floor, the woman looked at me and said, "They can talk to him, but can't sit on his lap because of all the pet hair.." Ah, yes, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
Here are the kids with the Santa they couldn't touch....Bekah is still afraid of him...
this was also the year Bekah had many scars on her face from all the mosquito bites...and she chose Veggie Tale bandaids...
And here I am trying to keep my eyes open for the picture...literally, this is what I look like in all the pictures that Christmas.
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Dec. 17, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by SmallWorld
I remember that night at the mall! My mom and I were at the Dollar Store and saw you right after that adventure! I've told that story several times!
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Dec. 18, 2007 - I think...
Posted by QueenoftheHill
You look beautiful! Way to hang in there and beat down the Grinch!!!
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Dec. 20, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Suzanne
Cute pictures! Thanks for sharing them!
It actually wasn't very long ago, and I can't believe I remember much because it was the year Elisa was born, and looking back on the pictures, my eyes weren't opened much in any picture, most likely because of sleep deprivation because she was only one month old. That, or my cheeks were just that big from all the weight I gained after the c-section...
After Elisa was born, I vowed to keep her inside as much as possible the first two months since Bekah had had RSV, and was in the hospital as a newborn. And so, for two months, I stayed at home. All day. With a 3 1/2 year old, 1 1/2 year old, and a new born. I couldn't wait until 9 a.m. so I could call another adult and talk. I had my list. First, I would call Joy, if she didn't answer then Maria, if she didn't answer....it was a joyous time in my life.
About a week before Christmas, I got a chance to take Caleb and Bekah out to the mall to see Santa, and Mike stayed home with Elisa. This was the first time we tried this. When we got there I noticed there were a lot of animals in line but no kids. Strange, I thought, but stayed in line anyway. By the time we got to the front, the woman asked me where my pet was. I said, "I don't have a pet, just my children." To that she said, "well tonight is pet night, no children can see Santa." Huh? Unfortunately for her, I had many hormones still racing through me, and had been locked up in my house now for over 4 weeks. And so, the tears began to pour, and my voice got a little loud.
"I just had a baby," I yelled. "I can't leave my house with her, I had surgery, and this is the only chance I will get to take these kids out to see Santa." It was about that time I see a familiar face coming out of another store. To my embarresment, she heard me, and asked what was going on. Then she looked at the lady I had just yelled at and said, "Mom, you have to let her kids go talk to Santa." After picking myslef up off the floor, the woman looked at me and said, "They can talk to him, but can't sit on his lap because of all the pet hair.." Ah, yes, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
Here are the kids with the Santa they couldn't touch....Bekah is still afraid of him...
this was also the year Bekah had many scars on her face from all the mosquito bites...and she chose Veggie Tale bandaids...
And here I am trying to keep my eyes open for the picture...literally, this is what I look like in all the pictures that Christmas.
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Dec. 17, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by SmallWorld
I remember that night at the mall! My mom and I were at the Dollar Store and saw you right after that adventure! I've told that story several times!
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Dec. 18, 2007 - I think...
Posted by QueenoftheHill
You look beautiful! Way to hang in there and beat down the Grinch!!!
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Dec. 20, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Suzanne
Cute pictures! Thanks for sharing them!
