I love learning new things! A woman named Anna Jarvis spearheaded Mother’s Day as a way to honor her own badass mother who cared for Civil War soldiers and taught Sunday school. She spent an inordinate amount of time and energy convincing Congress to recognize it as a national holiday, which they did in 1914. But then when it got commercialized, she was all like, oops, just kidding guys! Changed my mind! More
Topic: holiday stress
That’s it. I’ve decided that I’m never taking my daughter to a crappy Santa impersonator again for the rest of her life. All they do is mess up the illusion and inspire a whole lot of unanswerable questions from curious children like mine. More
Yesterday, I walked into my daughter’s after-school care with holiday treats in hand. I was delivering cookies for teachers, assistants, and administrative staff, as well as books for my little girl to give her teachers. It’s always a good feeling, giving out cookies and presents. My holiday spirit was suddenly ruined though when I got some serious snark from a couple of employees who obviously felt that I wasn’t doing enough for the entire staff. More
There are two competing narratives of the holiday season. One that I feel particularly connected to is full of warmth and fuzziness. It involves smiling families gathering around gourmet meals and exchanging meaningful presents. I know. A little unrealistic, but I think every mother wants to create this picturesque holiday experience for her family.
But increasingly, another story is dominating the holidays. It presents the month of December as a challenge to get through. It focuses on the woman with pepper spray at Walmart on Black Friday. It laments all the crazy relative and family togethers. From this view, the carolers are obnoxious, the lights are tacky and Santa is just a symbol of gross consumption.
I can see where this second story appeals to people. And then I see my daughter’s face light up at the mention of Santa and his elves and it changes everything. Am I alone here? Am I the only one who got rid of the holiday blues when I had a child? More
The morning of the day my mother arrived from Winnipeg to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving was the day that my father-in-law apologized for telling me to f*ck off. Or did he say actually say f*ck you? I still can’t recall. More
Here’s what sucks about the holidays: having to play favorites.
You see, I live in the same city as both my parents and in-laws. Not only that, but we’re actually a 10-minute drive away from each despite living in a major urban city. And, truth be told, we actually like our parents. Not to worry – we’re hardly The Brady Bunch – but we’re lucky to have two sets of parents who are healthy and happy and who value family above all else, especially when it comes to the holidays. But that’s where the stress comes in… More