We do a 2nd Christmas on Boxing Day if it’s not DH’s ‘year’ to have them Christmas Day, but it’s pared back. I generally do it the kids way now & will until they’re adults I think. On Boxing Day years I don’t serve Christmas dinner as they’ve already had one at their mums the day before (eldest dsc doesn’t like anything other than beige foods anyway & makes gagging noises & spits out mouthfuls through Christmas dinner which is horribly off putting so I generally do a separate chicken nuggets & chips for them, even on ‘our’ year when I do cook the big meal). I got really upset about it, but why expect good table manners just because it’s Christmas?! They’ve never managed it any other day, I set myself up to fail with my own vision of what Christmas should be. That’s on me.
Christmas Day with us or not, it is taxing. It’s hard. You break your back trying to make it wonderful & it’s so hard to not feel resentful when they complain about the very gifts they ask for, when you’ve saved & shopped & wrapped & planned. I spent one Xmas day evening crying in the bedroom when they were younger but I’ve given myself a wobble & work on the following:
- I will always make an effort to give them a great Christmas, but I do it for myself and DH. It’s important to ME to know that I tried my best. I don’t need thanks from the kids for it to matter.
- I increase my tolerance of drama from their mum around the holidays, she goes level 10 bitchy most years. It used to really affect me but I expect it now. I accept that this is because she misses her children on Christmas Day / Boxing Day / whatever day they aren’t with her & as much as I think an adult should be able to suck it up, she clearly can’t & it’s only another 8 years or so before the kids are legally adults. If she does learn impulse control between now & then - great! But if not, I’m prepared to let it go, be kind, not engage.
- I remember that they are just kids. I remember myself being a kid at Christmas, and if I was with dad I missed mum. If I was with mum, I missed dad. It’s not the kids fault that they don’t get a conventional family Christmas but I like to think I can soften the edges a bit by making it as jolly & pleasant as possible for them.
- I don’t force my own family traditions on them (as above, they don’t have to eat Christmas dinner, my family have always held back one gift each to open after dinner & we don’t do that here with the kids, I don’t even expect them to get dressed at Christmas if they don’t want to, whereas my lot would generally make a real effort. & no after dinner games because they aren’t interested). But at the same time I’ve resisted their mums insistence that I do the same as she does - no elf of the shelf here & no lavish Christmas Eve boxes.
the more I’ve let it go, the easier it has become. I do still feel a twinge of hurt when they aren’t exactly appreciative, I’m only human BUT they are kids & time has taught me that even if they don’t seem wowed in the moment, they do use & enjoy the gifts throughout the year so they obviously like them (consoles, phones, brand name clothes etc).
I also remind myself how wonderful my gran was, how hard she worked to give me & my siblings a magical Christmas on mums year & tell myself if I can even do half as well as she did, they’ll hopefully look back as adults & have good memories of Christmas with us.
it took me around 4 Christmas’ to get to this level of zen though. Other peoples families are hard. Children are hard. Stepkids are extremely hard.