Merry Christmas, 2020.

It’s a weird year, isn’t it? Normally, since it’s Thursday night, I’d be writing my Finish the Sentence Friday or birthing playlist inspired posts. This week, I’m taking it easy. Christmas has given us a mixed bag. I got mastitis for the second time, and I swear I didn’t have it once with the other two kids. Mastitis, in my opinion, is nature’s way of telling a nursing mama to SLOW DOWN. And that’s pretty hard to do with a newborn, and during the holidays. So for me, that means not writing my long and winding post. And taking a two hour bath. Asking for an hour to myself to wrap presents. Handing off the baby for someone else to bathe and cut his nails. Cassidy is perfectly happy to do it! There’s no need for me to tire myself out with tasks my family members help with. Sometimes it’s fine to take a backseat to the things you normally do. Like:

That’s right – I didn’t take that top photo! I totally loved going to someone else’s Christmas mini shoots. And I chose someone whose style is far from my own, because I thought that would be super fun. I’m all about no props or backgrounds – just the world and the wonder in children’s eyes. And I can’t do mini anything. Photoshoots for me are usually over an hour. So I gave myself a break – a year off. I could never have pulled it off, anyway. Not this year. And I couldn’t have pulled anything off without the many amazing people in my life, spreading joy and cheer for all of their loved ones too. I can’t wait to hug people again, and meet them for coffee and brunch.

I just can’t wait! For tonight, during our first Christmas Eve at home EVER, we’ll put presents under the tree, put the kids into their beds, and imagine sugarplums dancing in their heads.