Christmas is always a special time that etches memories for such a long time. I’ve had loads of wonderful Christmas’ it is hard to pick one memory.
My earliest one would be the year my older brother woke me up with a red plastic telephone that was actually ringing. He got me to answer it and my other older brother was talking to me on the other phone just outside the bedroom door. The phones were connected by a 2 meter wire…..I’m thinking you could probably hear the other person speaking anyway because they would be so close. Both my brothers had married and left home by the time I was six years old, so this is a really early memory, I must have been so thrilled to get those phones for Christmas.
My childhood was filled with happy Christmas memories, it was my mum’s favourite time of the year. I loved it when my nan lived with us and we visitors all day long for days. I would get to play with all my cousins and show off my presents, and play with their presents of course. Christmas dinner would be served after the Queens Speech and we would watch Top of The Pops on tv. Then mum and nan would get drunk on the sherry, while the kids tucked into the sherry trifle.
When I was 21 I spent Christmas heavily pregnant. It was horrible not being able to go out drinking with my mates, but it was so worth when my first child was born in January. Then his sister arrived a year later and Christmas’ brought a new magical meaning as I became Father Christmas to my children and saw their delight on Christmas morning. I always thought that Christmas was magical as a child but it’s even more magical when you have children yourself and you see the joy it brings. It’s not just the gifts either, it’s the anticipation, the excitement, a day that is different from every other.
Fast forward 16 years and I was treated to another really special Christmas. I’d been trying for a baby with my partner for over two years and it just wasn’t happening. I thought that maybe I’d left it too late and that I was only ever meant to have two children. Then I finally got my wish and had a positive pregnancy test. It was my best Christmas present ever and I spent the entire holiday with a grin on my face.
|I found out I was pregnant on Christmas Day
I have some really special things planned for this Christmas, I want to make some happy memories for my little ones too. The past few years have been difficult and if it wasn’t for the little ones I probably would not have celebrated Christmas at all. This year I feel different, I want to celebrate and enjoy the holiday again.
This post is dedicated to the memory of my Christmas loving Mother, Jean 2/01/1931 – 25/12/2008
Miss you every day mum x