When we (dsis and I) were kids, our Christmas would be lunch with mum and dad then both sets of gp would come over for a Christmas tea (both my parents are only children so no cousins, aunt and uncles etc). Boxing Day would be spent at my mum’s parents and the 27th at dad’s parents as it is my dad’s birthday that day. I loved, loved, loved Christmas.
Since my gp have passed away and I’ve been with dh we have always host Christmas tea and evening at our house inviting over my parents, my in-laws and my dsis and her partner.
In-laws would have lunch on their own and my parents would have lunch at my dsis house.
This had been our Christmas routine since 1998.
The 27th would be at mum and dad’s house because of dad’s birthday and we would go to in-laws on 29th.
Dsis has never hosted Christmas at her house!
Anyhow, I never moaned because when the kids were young they wanted to be at home playing with their toys and we all had fun playing games etc. It was all lovely and a happy and joyous time.
However, 3 years ago mil passed away. So now we have fil over for Christmas Day lunch (bil and sil never, ever invite him over for Christmas), he then spends the afternoon watching old 70’s comedies on tv and snoozing. Our dc (15 and 18) go up to their rooms as they are usually bored and find grandad boring!
My mum sadly has Alzheimer’s so we now go to their house in the evening and dsis and I prepare a buffet tea and we play games etc.
Tbh, it’s all really boring now. The kids hate it. Mum doesn’t really know what is going on, last Christmas she thought it was someone’s birthday celebrations. It’s all a sad reminder that our family life is changing.
I have spent 25 long years hosting the big day and although I have always enjoyed the actual day I always find the build up and preparation really anxiety inducing.
In all honesty, I long to have Christmas at home, alone, doing sod all and wearing my PJ’s all day but feel so guilty thinking this.
With mil now sadly passed away, my parents and fil elderly (all 80+), mum with dementia and the kids now bored teens, the novelty has worn. I feel sad as Christmas used to be my favourite time of the year but now it just holds bitter-sweet memories.
Does anyone else feel like this?