To say that I was having a rough time in the weeks before Christmas would be a bit of an understatement. I was completely overwhelmed by just about everything in my life - kids, house, work, battles with insurance, preparation for Christmas - and I was barely holding myself together. The seven days of sick kids right before Christmas was the final straw for me. I didn't have much Christmas spirit at all, which was a shame, because Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love the lights and the tree and giving presents and baking cookies. But not this year; it was just one more thing on a long to-survive list.
But now that Christmas is over, I'm enjoying the aftermath. The kids are playing with their new toys and reading their new books. My parents are still here, and having two extra people to help manage the chaos has been wonderful. I don't feel quite so panicked on a daily basis now, mostly because I don't have any sort of deadline looming.
It's a shame I missed the fun before the holiday, but I'm glad I can enjoy it afterwards.