Usually, Christmas is a big deal. When This Girl was younger, Christmas eve was spent caroling- going house to house singing carols, collecting door gifts (which to a child is a big deal) and eating your heart’s out. As This Girl hit her teens, it was still caroling on the eve, with a pitstop at the parent’s place usually then singing for Christmas Drama on Christmas day.
As she entered into young adulthood, it was usually her turn to host the Christmas eve party; then again, up at daybreak to prep for service. As she relinquished her youth service commitments- this began the year she began full time work- it was being participant at the Christmas eve party (The Princess took over the hosting) and being an attendee at Christmas service the following day.
Still, even has her role at Christmas changed, This Girl always loved Christmas; the festivities, the family, the food and the fun. Last year, This Girl and The Boy hosted Christmas eve (and New Year’s eve) at their place since they had just moved in; it was lovely, tiring and quite the BBQ party.
This year could not be more different from the last: work has kept her and The Boy so busy they’ve not really been able to breathe. The pregnancy meant that they are always short on rest; with This Girl gasping for more sleep somedays. The Boy actually knocks out before This Girl, so go figure how tired he is.
Between the two sets of parents, their conflicting schedules, festive politics and general physical fatigue, they are opting for a quiet Christmas. No less, with the bub on the way and the knowing how both sides of the family (read: grandparents) will descend upon them in the coming year. After all, it seems, it’d be their last quiet two-some Christmas.
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