I couldn’t post about Christmas on Christmas because I spent the day being present for my children and family, also I didn’t have a lot to say. Now that Christmas has gone and passed, I can say GOOD RIDDANCE to the Elf on the Shelf. I have never been happier to have Christmas over.
I know hate is a strong word, I know it isn’t becoming of anyone and it’s not really in the holiday spirit, but I hate the elf. Our is called Duendy and he’s the absolute worst thing that’s happened to my holiday season.
First of all, my son is terrified of him. He doesn’t understand how he gets around, or like the fact that he flies around at night. He hates that he’s supposed to behave so the Elf doesn’t tell on him to Santa AND I can never remember to move him. When he asked me why he didn’t move, I usually told him it’s probably because he didn’t behave well the day prior. Yes, #parentinggoals. Also, stop judging me.
Christmas was actually super magical this year. It was the first time Santi had an idea of who Santa was and what he was bringing. So after we put the kids to sleep, Santiago and I stayed up inflating their gift which was a bounce house. We had to disinflate it before going to bed, but it wouldn’t take too long the next morning. It was around 2 AM when I finally got to bed, and I woke up at 6:45 AM to inflate it once more. I was like a little kid on Christmas…waiting for the excitement. Except for the first time ever, it wasn’t my excitement–it was my child’s. And in a strange turn of events, Santi decided to wake up at 10:00 AM. I actually woke him up because I couldn’t take it anymore, but I told him Santa brought him a gift and we went running downstairs to see what it was.
He (obviously) loved opening his presents, and my presents, and his brothers presents…basically unwrapping anything in his path. After opening everything in his sight, we headed to my in-laws house for a late lunch and spent the rest of the day and night with his cousins.It was a very nice and relaxing day to say the least.
The week between Christmas and New Years has been very, very weird. I don’t know what day it is, what time it is or why the weather has been so gloomy. But, two weeks ago my mom gave me and Santiago our real Christmas present: her and my dad would be out of town for 1 week for New Years. Please see our conversation below for exact details of our excitement:
So, in lieu of their absence, I decided to host a small party in our shared home. Hey, I’ve been here for over a year—it’s mine now too.
The Ortega clan gathered in Costa Brava for Honey Baked Ham and Cava (that’s all I had). We took photos, ate, drank, ate more, and rang in the new year in our living room. Joaquín was passed out, Santi was awake and it was absolutely perfect.
I cannot believe that a year 2019 has been. In the grand scheme of things it was pretty uneventful. Lots of things happened in 2017 (Santi was born) and even more things happened in 2018 (we bought a house, Joaquín was born). 2019 was kind of a lull, but then we found out our precious 3rd baby was arriving in 2020. He made 2019 worth it. Watching Joaquín turn 1 made 2019 worth it. Living day to day as a family of four made 2019 worth it.
I don’t really like to make resolutions because I feel that they set me up for failure. I vow, though, as I do every year, to work on my patience, love my family unconditionally, and grow one aspect of my life. Hopefully this year that aspect is Red For Thought—who knows…Thank you all so much for coming with me on this journey.
I am absolutely freaking out about 2020, but I know at the end of the day whatever comes at us will be totally worth it.