For 6 years dh and I have enjoyed Christmas at my parents house. My parents are great hosts and we always eat and drink very well, the whole family come together and we have a lovely time. We are four siblings, although I am the only one with children so far.
This year has been tough for dh and I. Ds was born in February and ante-natal depression became post-natal depression, I found ds very difficult for his first 4 months and I came very close to walking out on dh. Both of us were facing redundancy over the summer.
This September I returned to work full-time, the children are full-time at nursery and dh's job has been relocated into central London impacting greatly on our lives as they were.
I'm not moaning but we have found it tough this year. For the first time we are beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel, the children are settled and as we moved at the edn of last year we have found ourselves to be living in a place we really enjoy. Dh and I decided we wanted to celebrate Christmas together, the four of us and join in with the community around us - a kind of celebration that we have made it this year and we desperately need the break.
However, this was greeted with horror from my family. We were depriving grandparents of their grandchildren at Christmas. Although I invited them to join us and said that they could have the children any time, neither were considered. I was prepared to stand my ground but dh didn't want to be blamed and he phoned dm and capitulated.
I am sad. I really feel that we have been rail-roaded into this with vast sums of black-mail. I feel disappointed that my family refused to see that what I felt was important for my little family was right.
I think the icing on the cake was when dm phoned me next day after speaking to dh asking for an explanation of why we had changed our minds. Then proceeded to tell me I was worng for wanting to spend the Christmas on our own because Christmas was for families.
I really feel quite sad that something that has always been so special in our year has turned so sour for me.
Am I blowing this all out of proportion by letting this bug me so much?