I’ll be glad when it’s over.
We had our baby this year after years of ttc and disappointments so I feel very lucky and it is of course special to have her first Christmas.
However I lost my mum at Christmas so it is a time with some sad memories. We have lost other loved ones this year including DH’s lovely gran so that is tough for him.
I’ve managed fine with a pregnancy, traumatic birth and then new baby in lockdown, diagnosed pnd, very little support, DH working extremely long hours and nearly cracking with stress, the fact most of my family haven’t even met her, the fact that my area has been in some form of lockdown since March. We have a roof over our head and DH has been in work throughout so I’ve focused on the positives.
But Christmas just brings home all the lovely things that would be happening in normal times, it highlights how much I’m missing my siblings and friends and nieces and nephews and how sad I am that they can’t meet and cuddle my baby, maybe even have her for a few hours so I can catch up on sleep or eat a meal with both hands. And it reminds me how very very much I miss my own mum, more so this year now that I’m a mum for the first time myself.
I don’t particularly want Christmas ‘just our little family’. I love my wider family and good friends and enjoy spending time with them. We’ve got our tree up and bought presents and will have a nice meal and eat chocolate and dress DD up in a cute festive outfit and enjoy seeing her rip paper and stare at twinkly lights, it will be very nice and I’m fully aware of how very lucky we are. We’re even going to join in the bell ringing this evening and it will be nice to see our lovely neighbours.
But I feel very sad a lot of the time and it’s easier to be sad when it’s not in your face all the time that you’re meant to be merry and bright.