Even the most festive among us has to hit holiday burnout at some point. And if you’re trying drum up your holiday spirit and keep coming up empty, you may have hit this point sometime around Halloween.
So this week’s Whiny Wednesday topic is simply:
The Holidays
Feel free to unleash your inner Grinch…or not.
The best example I can give of my holiday mood is the song by Faith Hill “Where Are You Christmas”. The first Christmas Season after we decided to stop was at first not so bad until I put up the tree. And I thought why am I doing this? Christmas is for kids. At the time I had a 7.5 foot tall tree that was 5 feet wide. I could literally hid under the tree! I laid on the couch and just looked at the tree and Faith Hill’s song came on. And for the longest time I was the first half of the song. But just this year I noticed that I’m slowly moving into the second half of the song….not by my much…just a bit. But I’m getting there.
Where are you Christmas
Why can’t I find you
Why have you gone away
Where is the laughter
You used to bring me
Why can’t I hear music play
My world is changing
I’m rearranging
Does that mean Christmas changes too
Where are you Christmas
Do you remember
The one you used to know
I’m not the same one
See what the time’s done
Is that why you have let me go
Christmas is here
Everywhere, oh
Christmas is here
If you care, oh
If there is love in your heart and your mind
You will feel like Christmas all the time
I feel you Christmas
I know I’ve found you
You never fade away
The joy of Christmas
Stays here inside us
Fills each and every heart with love
Where are you Christmas
Fill your heart with love
That is perfect. Thank you
This has been my song for years……sadly I have yet to move into the 2nd part but instead, I’ve come to truly hate the holidays: which makes me even more sad bc it used to be my favorite time of year.
off topic…
I am in work… pushing a cart of computers down the hallway and one of my co-workers just said to me “for a minute I thought you were pushing a stroller down the hallway! – no, it’s just computers…hahaha” — I answered “unfortunately no” and just kept on walking…. salt in the wound… and of course the person who said this has 5 kids. She works half a year, then goes out on maternity leave every other year!!!
ARUGH!!! Thank you for letting me rant! Insert eye roll here.
xoxo – Kristine
I can so relate. I pushed a cart thing for my work with pregnant patients in a hospital. The jokes about it being a baby stroller never got easier..
Hugs* ugh the terrible things coworkers say .. one time a coworker casually said to me ” dont wait to long to have kids!” Like really?!?
My whine is about holiday cards. Granted I have been creating one each year, only because I sort of felt like I didn’t want to be left out, to show that you don’t have to have kids to send out holiday cards, but honestly I hate getting them in the mail. I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even open them if I know they are from someone who has kids. I just put them aside, maybe i’ll open them sometime, maybe I won’t.
I created one with our dog 1 year, just the 1. Then went to sending store bought ones, now I don’t even bother.
I send out a letter each year, including pictures of my adorable furbabies. I usually get a lot of “wow, you had a busy year” comments. Also, a lot of people seem to enjoy hearing about more than “Suzy’s in 3rd grade and loves Elsa” type of letters. I enjoy writing them and looking back at all we did throughout the year and really don’t care if people think Christmas cards/letters are for people with kids. I do have to be in the right frame of mind to open other people’s letters, though.
That is such a wonderful idea! I think it is nice to reflect on the accomplishments or experiences of the year and send them to those who love you!
I don’t know if my friends have gotten busier or maybe cheaper, but more and more either don’t send out holiday cards or have moved from pics of the family to generic cards. While I am happy not having to constantly witness the happy families, I do miss holiday cards in general. If many more drop out of card giving, I may also quit.
I’m sick of advertisers making the holidays appear as if everyone has the perfect family life. Even if you have kids, it doesn’t mean you will have the perfect Christmas. It’s just nauseating.
It’s Thursday, but I’m cross. Soooo someone posted a social media meme today telling me, she ‘used to think the best thing about Christmas was being a kid. Now I know it’s *having* kids!’. Thanks for that total kick in the ovaries when I’m down.
Yup .. friends having those christmas babies left and right .. reminds of my lasthope of having a child in 2016 .. failed
Amber, I’m right there with you. This was my last hope as well.
I hate that every year my husband insists that we spend the holidays with family, and family usually means pregnants sisters or sisters in law and a ton of little kids. I just want a christmas spent with other adults who have no kids. I just dont think I can fake interest in other people’s kids anymore.
I feel exactly the same way. 2016 was my last year for a pregnancy, my last time I thought I would have the hope of a non-childfree Christmas in my future. I hate all the concessions people make for people with kids, the pity, or the indifference. It’s just miserable. Instead of decorating I’ve been clearing out all the baby stuff I hoped to use one day, trying hard not to think about the tremendous sense of loss and longing I feel. Merry F-ing Christmas!
This past year was my last hope as well, so Christmas “stung” a little bit considering we spent it with my husband’s family – including a 9 month old and a 3 year old. I usually love buying the gifts for them, but this year I was resentful that I was buying for their kids and not for our own. I love those kids a lot, and I feel cruel for even feeling this way. I never thought I could feel so jealous about something like this.
Is it bad to say that I really hate that my husband puts so much emphasis and excitement on buying gifts for our niece and nephew? And even outside of Christmas and their birthdays, he is still looking at toys and things to buy them, which really ticks me off. In typing this out I realize the feeling of jealousy wasn’t really about him buying things for them and not me, but the jealous feeling is really about the fact that he/we aren’t buying them for our own children.