I'm getting increasingly grumpy about Christmas.
I have 2 DSs 3 and 10 months. My parents have both died and DHs mother also died (at Christmas) so it's always a bit of an emotional time.
This year my sister (who has grown up children and has always done Christmas since my mother died) suggested it would be better if everyone (my brother, DH's Dad and brother included) came to us for Christmas dinner, so 12 people plus baby in all. That way, we wouldn't be split between 2 families and wouldn't have to cart DSs around. She offered to cook the turkey and bring it with her, and we can do everything else.
So far so good. But now I feel like I'm doing all the work and am least able to. Added to this, DH was made redundant a few weeks ago so we're skint. We've told people what we expect them to bring (BIL crackers etc) but I'm starting to get grumpier and grumpier. I spent all afternoon getting into such a tizzy about it as I feel I have taken on far too much with 2 little ones to contend with too.
The final straw today was when I asked my sister if we could go through everything so I didn't forget anything and she said 'how on earth do you think people have done Christmas all these years?'.
She then asked what time lunch would be. I said 2pm. She said that was too late for everyone and it should be 1pm. I tried to say 2pm fitted in better with DS2 but she dismissed these saying he could sleep at the table or someone 'could take him for a walk in the pushchair'
Now, surely I should be allowed to say what time I am cooking lunch for. I want to be able to spend time with DSs in the morning without having to rush around peeling veg. I would also like DS2 to have a remote chance of going down for a nap before everyone arrives. Also, given that everyone is staying until late in the evening, I'm not in a hurry to have them arrive.
I know I'm overreacting but the whole thing is sending me over the edge and I just want to enjoy Christmas and, if people are coming to my house they can do as they are told!
It's just a big Sunday lunch really isn't it. Why am I getting into such a state?
and breathe.