December is The Season*.
- The season for snow -If you live far enough north and pay appropriate homage to the weather gods to rid your landscape of the Brown Blahness that surrounds you without the blanket of white coating everything.
- The season for sickness – Whether it is the flu, stomach virus, allergies (hello, cedar pollen), or a cold that haunts you for months – nobody is safe.
- The season for last minute Christmas shopping – a task much more challenging when two children accompany you almost everywhere you go and efforts to hide the perfect gift can result in you getting picked up for possible shoplifting.
- The season for baking and baking and baking (aka the season for telling your diet to Shove It) – You can’t have Christmas without the accompanying holiday goodies guaranteed to add five pounds to your waist. It does have the added bonus of heating your home while scenting the air with mouthwatering deliciousness. Which then makes you want to eat even more.
- The season to pay exorbitant rates to fly to see family – The airlines believe in the Christmas Balance Sheet, not the Christmas Spirit – and Christmas morning just isn’t the same without enough extended family to guarantee hot water running out when you go to shower away your Santa hat hair. Or devouring Mimi’s Famous Sticky Rolls (see also: Season for baking and baking and baking).
- The season of magic – There is nothing quite like watching your almost four year old open presents – whether their own or other peoples. The light in their eyes reintroduces you to the magical wonder that many of us lost when we “grew up.”
- The season to “Go Griswold” – If you haven’t tested your circuit breaker with how many strands of lights you can string together for your outside lights, or had your neighbors fall down a flight of stairs because they’re blinded when they’re turned on – then you don’t have enough. The more lights, the more ecstatic my son is. If you could see his smile (and everyone else’s – because it’s completley contagious), you would max your wattage out.
- The season to be thankful – Your toilets don’t want to do their job, your almost four year old doesn’t seem to hear a word you say, and your pocket book has been drained to within an inch of its life. Count your blessings anyway.
- Because your awesome friend doesn’t have to drive you to the airport so you can save $200 in parking fees on top of the flight rates.
- Your awesome neighbor is more than willing to take care and lavish attention on your Forgotten Babies (aka The Cats) if/when you go out of town.
- Remember you do love your spouse dearly – even when he wakes you up from the best sleep you’ve had in weeks because he deems “it’s time to get up.” He still let you sleep in… a little bit.
- Be thankful for that devilish wall climbing Tackler even when he slams on every hot button you have in less than ten minutes- watching his face light up as he spontaneously hugs the sister he tormented ten seconds ago gives you hope they might get along… someday.
- Who needs a full
eight sevensix hours of sleep when your almost 15 month old awakens screaming… again… because she’s still cutting molars? Those hugs and chin kisses she doles out like giveaways on a blog melt your heart make you want to freeze time – sleepless nights included.
- The extended family that you love wholeheartedly also has the power to drive you within a few blocks of the local loony bin if enclosed with them for too long. That same group would defend, protect, and help you in anyway possible should your husband vanish for four days while he recuperates in bed from a nasty stomach virus, a zombie apocalypse breaks out, or other It Feels Like the End of the World scenario occurs. Because that’s what families do.
So embrace the month of December with all of its multiple personalities.
Tis The Season, after all.
What other Seasons of December did I miss?
Stay tuned for my Holiday Special: The Twelve Dances with Chaos… Err… I meant, the Twelve Days of Christmas. I think…