- It’s 3:53 am, and little puppy Duke is lying at my feet wondering why we aren’t going back to bed after he went outside. Doesn’t he know what day it is? It’s December 23rd – the birthday of my lovely bride, Cate (also his human momma). I think he’s just thinking, “There he goes again, on the computer, ignoring me, when we should be in bed sleeping. And he’s probably right.
While she is sleeping (no reference to the Bill Pullman, Sandra Bullock movie intended ), we’re going to get this post out to celebrate her birthday. That way when the ever-stunning Cate wakes up, we won’t be asked, “Are you on the computer, blogging on my birthday?” We can’t have that; it wouldn’t be right! *he says with the knowledge that none of his fellow bloggers would ever put themselves in this position because they are SO much wiser than he is*
I’ve always tried to make her birthday special in spite of the date being two days from Christmas. No matter how hectic it is, she will get treasures, and time, that recognize her day of birth is separate from the celebration to follow. Those of you with December birthdays know how difficult this can be. Especially when there are kids in the house still. It was much harder to pull off when we had the pitter-patter of little feet. And moms don’t ever put themselves ahead of their kids before Christmas. There was always the mad scramble to get the presents under the tree, the stockings ready, Santa cookies made, etc.
Occasionally, my poor bride, would find herself awash in “mommy-guilt” when I forced her to go to dinner and open presents on her birthday. Internally she struggled with sacrificing her precious time with what she “could be doing” instead. And there were years where this mental battle brought tears and sobbing – okay, quite a few years! The more I cajoled her into relaxing, the more stressed out she would get.
For all of you out there with December birthdays – and you moms, in particular – my hope is for a very anxiety-free birthday, and Christmas. I know … you didn’t get everything done that you wanted to do, you didn’t want to take the time to celebrate, and you still have lots to do! It’s okay, relax; as Cate always said, “I’m gonna do so much better … next year!”
Now that this post is written, “Come on, Duke, we have to get to bed. Momma’s gonna be up soon, and we have to be fresh for her birthday!”