Christmas Memories

As a new mama to two I can no longer produce timely blog posts

so looking back on our Christmas nearly a month later 

I want to simply capture the details and precious moments 

that might be overlooked if I were to re-tell all the events and happenings instead

I want to remember Nollie's excitement in getting to sit on a white blanketed couch with her baby 

 How the soft light poured in through the east windows

How this was the first time we let her get this close due to her being sick the week we brought him home

How she giggled with delight in touching and naming his eyes and nose, saying "soft" to his hair and cheeks,
and the way he looked up at her in wonder

I want to remember his sleepy days, so warm and content in any position

And even his squinty eyes and peely, rashy newborn skin

How it all fades so fast

I want to see the glow of lights bouncing off glass balls

and remember how she broke three of them in her effort to help decorate the tree

I'll remember the glitter and pine needles that were embedded into the rug for weeks

I will certainly not forget this Snow White Christmas dress

and how she swish-swished it around, saying "oooh!" the moment we tried it on

And her darling monologues and story-tellings the night of Christmas Eve

How she pranced around the house, just basking in our delight of her

I'll remember her kisses to baby on Christmas morning

And face timing my loves so far away

And the way she exclaimed "Open, open!" and signed 'please' for every gift 

I'll remember all the little things that mattered so much to her Nana

the beautiful wrappings, glowing candles, and treats galore

How she splurged and yet remained so content to sit and hold her grandson

And how he barely fit into those Christmas jams!

I'll remember her Papa giving her too much sweets 

and the way she has him wrapped around her finger tight

I'll remember his laughter and silly games with her

And how she plays hard to get but so easy to love

I'll remember how this was the first Christmas together since Megan and Jeremy came home

and how Knox barely left his loving auntie's arms

And all the effort it took to make one toy that she wasn't even thrilled about

and how that's what memories are made of!

I want to remember a day filled with joy, thoughtful gifts and loving words

A meal shared round the table and the comfort of a full home

And a family that calls me their daughter and sister and friend

I choose to remember, to count my gifts and say that I am blessed

I choose not to forget the things and people and moments that remind me of eternity

And the greatest gift of all