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The Mom’s 12 Days of Christmas

 

‘Tis the season of holiday magic, watching beloved holiday movie classics with your kiddos, baking and making Christmas treats, and enjoying the peace of the season with kith and kin. But who I am kidding?  This is real life and not the Hallmark movie channel.

We’ve got a very long Christmas break ahead of us, moms, and while the glorious consolation prize is that we get a few weeks’ reprieve from carpool line drama, the reality is that we’ve got to manage weeks of  holiday frenzy coupled with entertaining, feeding, and generally keeping alive our children (and spouses, and far distant relatives, and class pets, and anyone else who dares to pass through our thresholds).

Any mom will agree, the holidays are an insanely busy time. I gave my December calendar a glance and felt the rush of impending doom as I looked at all of our holiday obligations, thinking to myself, “How in the hell are a 3-year-old and an infant so busy?” Next year I can work on saying “No,” right? (Another failed resolution!)

With this in mind, I penned the Mom’s 12 Days of Christmas.  Here’s to waiting in long lines, meticulously dressing your children for another traumatizing Santa visit, moving that damn elf around your house, and buying gifts for the 200+ people on your list! Enjoy those 17 or more days of unadulterated holiday fun with your favorite humans. Pass the melatonin, raise your glass, and pray for the Christmas miracle that you will make it to January.

Sit back, enjoy, and sing loudly to the tune of “The 12 Days of Christmas.”

For the 12 days of Christmas my true loves gave to me…

12 wines for chugging

11 toddler meltdowns

10 loads of laundry

9 trips to Target

8 different parties!

7 broken ornaments

6 cups of coffee

5 PINTEREST FAILS!

4 teacher gifts

3 school plays

No carpool lines!

… and a creepy little elf on the shelf!

Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal!

Originally published on Sisterhood of the Training Pants 

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About the Author

Sarah is an archaeologist/museum minion turned stay-at-home-mom living in Atlanta, Georgia. She loves coffee, bad TV, and gin, but not necessarily in that order. When she isn’t battling a never-ending pile of laundry or wrangling two spirited children, she’s writing about life’s insights and indignities at her website, the Sisterhood of the Training Pants. For something to read, check out the blog. For something to do, check out Camp Mom. Follow along on her website, blog, and Camp Mom.