This year, I had very small plans when it came to wrapping. Last year, I played around with a lot of extra yarn and beads, but this year I was just feeling a bit uninspired when it came to packaging. We had a large roll of brown paper that I know I wanted to use up so I brought that down along with a few bags of odds and ends I had in my supply closet. I’m always tempted by all the ribbons and frills that come out during the holiday season, but this year, I just wanted to take advantage of what I had at home.
I really enjoyed painting the wrapping for my cousin’s baby shower so I decided I would try that again only with some more subdued hues and evergreens. Adding the jute twine and fresh greenery was next for a bit of texture. My favorite part are the leather tags I haphazardly cut out from scraps left behind from another project. I just snipped some trees out and attached them to the tops.
Simple, rustic and more importantly- DONE! Being pregnant has really changed the holidays for me this year. I’m still enjoying every minute and can’t get enough of the holiday cheer, but when it comes to doing a lot of projects, I’m finding it more and more difficult to acquire the energy. I get about halfway in and think, “I get it now- THIS is what elves are for!” So I’ve played it a little safer this year. We have a great tree, but I only got about half our ornaments on it, I’m enjoying other people’s holiday treats a lot more than my own, and well, our presents are wrapped with maybe just a bit less care than normal.
This beauty of it is I’m absolutely ok with all of it. It’s been really refreshing to stop and learn to give myself a little bit of space to be tired. I feel like I’ve taken the days a lot more slowly than I usually do and because of it, I’m savoring each one more than usual.
Don’t get me wrong, I love blogging and I love my fellow writers out there, but I know how intimidating it can be when we almost always are putting our best feet forward. At the end of the day, we’re all still people. We have messy kitchens and disastrous dining rooms after photo shoots. We don’t always have time to make sure all the neighbors have care packages with cookies and cards. We’re all just people. The beautiful part about blogging is sharing our lives with one another.
So while my wrapping may not have turned out as I hoped and dreamed and my photos succumbed to me chasing the light on a dreary, icy day, I’m still happy to share this bit of life with you tonight. My normal self would have had things wrapped and perfected days ago, but this is me today. I’m choosing to focus on celebrating making it halfway through my pregnancy while laying on the couch with a sore back enjoying a hot bowl of soup and long Christmas film. Because at the end of the day, these are the moments that matter. The ones where I stop, look down and say, “Hello???” to what may or may not be the first palpable flutters from my child in my belly. The ones where I stop myself from flying into a tizzy over long, unchecked lists and stop to enjoy the slow patter of ice and snow on the roof of our home that own and love. The ones where I feel the small burst of magic in my heart at the end of a Christmas movie I’ve known and loved my entire life.
These small moments are the ones that matter, and the ones to hold on to even when the holidays are long behind us.
Until next time!