I love this time of year. I love the baking and the decorating, and the holiday cheer.
I am thankful that I have more than just my little family of six to cook for - we invited my son's girlfriend's family of 5 to join us. I feel even better about inviting them when I found out that they are so tight on money now that they were planning on just "skipping" the big dinner this year.
But even as I take the pies and cheesecakes out of the oven, I'm already stressing over Christmas holiday gifts and getting everything ready. I really feel like I owe it to my children to have a perfect holiday since ripped them away from their extended family and friends and drug them 3000 miles away from their home.
I know that they don't care about the "perfect" holiday, but I still feel crappy that I am not able to give them the "perfect" holiday.
Mother guilt. I'm even thankful for that today!
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