I like to think of all the things that this baby gets to experience while in the womb. Not like the actual sensations of being in there, but rather everywhere I take her. She's already been to Florida. She has been scrubbed into a surgical gown with her host wrist-deep in a dog's abdomen. And now she's attending her first Christmas Celebration Extravaganza (having so many families to visit calls for a formal title).
Not being religious I don't view this holiday as a celebration of any single person's birth and miraculous life, but rather more like an additional Thanksgiving--but BETTER. These two days are when I can go out and see every family member that has been there for my entire life and spend some time with them. We share a meal and (while not with everyone) we exchange gifts. Gifts, to me, are a way of saying "thank you for everything this past year." Of course there are some gifts to give out of obligation, but 98% of the time it's with genuine appreciation.
I wish there was a gift that showed Art and this unborn baby how much I love them, how much that love consumes me. I am so thankful to be spending this--our first married Christmas--together and expecting such an amazing addition to our little family. I love them so much. And I love this time of year: the extra kindness in people, the decorations, and heck...even the snow (for now!).
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