Jane Yee: So this is Christmas?

MERRY CHRISTMAS! Victor is all ready for his first Christmas.
MERRY CHRISTMAS! Victor is all ready for his first Christmas.

"Can you believe next Christmas we'll have a seven month old?"

This time last year, Joel and I would repeatedly muse over this. It blew our minds to think we'd not only have a baby to share our next Christmas with, but that baby would already be seven months old by the time Santa came tumbling down the chimney. The idea seemed so foreign - yes we looked forward to it, but we couldn't really comprehend it.

As I type I can hear Joel in the lounge with the baby. One of them is bashing away on a toy piano - I couldn't tell you which one. This is now the soundtrack to my mornings;my son happily playing with his dad.I can't remember what it was like to wake up to an alarm, hit the snooze button, roll over and go back to sleep. I can't remember what it was like to get ready for work and then climb into the car to join rush hour traffic. In the same way that last year I couldn't quite imagine having a baby around for Christmas, this year I can't imagine not having him here.

It's nearly Christmas and we have a seven month old.

My pre-baby life is such a distant cobwebbed memory that sometimes I have to stop and remind myself that it hasn't always been this way. Last year we were so excited about the prospect of sharing this Christmas as a little family so it's important I savour every moment of our first festive season with Little Vic.

To that end I've channeled my inner Martha Stewart in order to Christmasify our lives big time this year. There's a Poinsettia on the kitchen bench, I've baked two batches of ginger cookies, there's a little ham in the fridge, homemade decorations hanging from the ceiling, a photo with Santa on display, a pot of red and white petunias by the front steps, custom made stockings waiting to be filled and I even got together with some friends yesterday to make personalised Santa sacks for our kids. Yuletide music has been blaring throughout the house for weeks now, and we've already watched Elf and Love Actually twice each. Christmas nerd alert!

Of course my son won't have a clue what's going on when the big day arrives. He'll rip into his presents and push aside whatever he finds in order to get on with the very important business of shoving wrapping paper into his mouth. He'll throw me a confused and somewhat judgmental look when I do my dance around the lounge to Snoopy's Christmas(yes, I have 'a dance'). He won't understand why his breakfast is sprinkled with cinnamon, but he'll do the baby equivalent of shrugging his shoulders before scoffing it down anyway.

He will have absolutely no memory of this Christmas, but the important thing iswe will (probably because I'll take seventy billion photos).

Preparations for operation First Family Christmas are far from over, there's plenty of stuff to get done before Tuesday.With that in mind, this is my last blog entry for the year, because I have to devote some time to sniffing my son's head while re-visiting The O.C.'s Chrismukkah episodes, you know how it is.

I'd just like to take this opportunity to say a big thanks to you for reading my ramblings over the last few months. It's been fun sharing with you guys and reading your comments too - I don't always have time to reply, but please know that I read them all. I'll be back in January so we can hang online again then, but if you want to keep up with our goings-on in the meantime, please feel free to join me on Twitter or Instagram.

I hope you all have a really special Christmas this year. I'm sure there are plenty of you who, like me, will be enjoying your first Christmas with a little one in the house so make sure you cherish every moment.

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