“And thank you for a house full of people I love. Amen.”
Christmas day was amazing. Damn near perfect.
It was snowing. Big, fat, slowly drifting flakes. The house was warm and smelled like cinnamon rolls and coffee. The tree was glowing, the kids were laughing, Babygirl was squealing.
There was one poignant moment where Am and B-man were sitting on the couch digging through their stockings, with Jes sitting next to them, watching and having to wait because she was feeding Babygirl. She was feeling it, that rift between childhood and adulthood. She watched her brother and sister, a little wistful, a little envious… but then she’d look down at the baby on her lap, the baby who stared around her bottle, studying mommy’s face, with such tender love.
I think she was a little sad this Christmas. It’s hard to say goodbye to that childish Christmas magic. Tomorrow, she starts working- her first day on the job. Her first paycheck? She buys her own diapers.
It should break my heart to have to watch her take the fast track to growing up. I guess it does, a little. But she is so in love with that baby, and is proving herself to be a good mom. What it does is make me proud.
We got her a flute for Christmas. Kind of her last non-practical, just-for-her present I supposed. Otherwise, she got work clothes, baby stuff, practical items. She didn’t expect the flute at all; hadn’t asked for it. I wanted her to have it.
We had dinner, just us. I made a ham with all the trimmings. I didn’t even miss the crowded and chaotic hubbub of the big family dinner. I really enjoyed the more intimate atmosphere of the 5 of us. Besides, we create enough chaos by ourselves.
As for those Christmas surprises that Master spoiled us with…. well, I’m typing this sitting on the couch. On my new laptop. *beams* And the kids have a shiny new computer- that WORKS!!- downstairs.
He’s too good to us.
Oh. B-man’s guitar?
Epic Fail.
lol.
He doesn’t like it. He didn’t want to tell us, afraid he’d hurt our feelings or something. It’s not the kind he wanted, doesn’t play the way he likes to play (something about distortion and,,,,erm,,,the bridge?) I’ve no idea how stuck we are with the purchase, but we’ll try and return/exchange it.
You know what would be a complete Christmas success? Not having to return anything. That would be awesome. *nods*
Anyway. I’m still basking in family love so I’m off of here and back to them for awhile yet. Here’s to hoping your magic continues. :-)
(Someday soon this will return to a kink blog. I swear it!)
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Saturday December 26th, 2009 11:13pm
Kaya,
If Jes is turning out to be a great mom, it;s because she had a great role model. I’m glad your Christmas was so great.
Dave
I was going to buy Master something and spent so much time worrying about whether it was ‘right’ or not that I got myself so churned up that I couldn’t buy it in the end. I’m sure B-man appreciated the thought though. I hope you can exchange it for one he ‘approves’ of ;)
[rq=1644195,0,blog][/rq]Retrospect is a wonderful thing
i’m really glad that your Christmas was so great.
[rq=1644544,0,blog][/rq]Bored
Guitars make terrible gifts – far too much individuality in the players. Glad to hear you had a wonderful Xmas.
Awwww… sorry the guitar didn’t work out. And woo hoo! on the lap top!
And for the record? I love this side of your blog. It gives me the warm and fuzzies :)
Random thought: You live in the middle of nowhere. Do you stockpile? http://www.momadvice.com/blog/2009/07/play-it-again-momma-art-of-stockpiling.html
It’s great to hear about a good Christmas.
I’m sure B’man will be ok with any guitar you come up with. Great to hear that everyone got to be together.
I love the non-kink side of your blog as much as I love the kink side. It’s real life, it’s human, it’s normal (whatever that means!)…and it gives me hope that someday I’ll find a relationship like yours…one that has it’s “normal” daily struggles, good times, hard times, all that fun stuff. Please don’t ever stop sharing everything about your wonderful life!
i would wish you & yours a happy holiday season, but you already had it! lol i do enjoy the ‘nilla posts as well as the kinky ones.
Here’s to a perfect 2010!
[rq=1659137,0,blog][/rq]Happy Holidays!
i have read this post like 3 times now- i have to wonder if my mother felt the same when i had my oldest and moved back home at 18. You are doing the right thing encouraging her to pull her weight working and such…she obviously loves that baby and is making the right choices. She needs support and encouragement that she can “do it” – be a mom and work and go to school. It’s incredibly hard but she will make it and baby will be just fine; hell- you have been such a wonderful and caring mom / gram (are you gram or something else? i recall a post mentioning this but did you ever decide??). This will all be heart breaking to see her struggle but realize that with the support you guys give she is in a much better position then many in her position- if that makes any sense at all.
Seriously though your words regarding the “rift” brought back a surge of memories, it seems like just yesterday but yet i am going on 14 years now. 14 very hard years that i juggled a career, being a mom, putting myself through college, 14 years i would never, ever change no matter how hard they were at the time.
OK- i am starting to tear up again….
i am happy that everything is working out for your family throughout this past year of ups and downs for you all. i am happy for you that you all had such a wonderful Christmas. i am happy for Jes that she has the tough love and support that she needs.
[rq=1663440,0,blog][/rq]O the Horror!