Like I've said before, having a kid just gets better and better. I haven't been this excited about a Christmas since I was a kid. Jamis LOVED everything about Christmas. He loved the nativities (especially baby Jesus and his mommy), the tree and ornaments (every day the bottom half of the tree was rearranged), and the presents. Nothing was better than the Christmas lights though. This kid could spot Christmas lights anywhere. "A kismis light mommy, a kismis light. Woooow, " was the most heard phrase all month. We hung lights all around the inside of our house and the first thing every morning he asked to turn them on and just stare, it never got old to him. The magic was alive.
Christmas Eve we did our family tradition of reading Luke 2 and opening one present. Jamis didn't really get the whole present thing until that night when he got a new Thomas train. Total jackpot. Since Devan was on Chief call Christmas week, he had to go in and round in the morning, but then we got him the rest of the day. Jamis had a hard time waiting for Dad to get home to open presents. He killed the time by devouring everything in his stocking and rearranging everything under the tree.
"Really it's finally time"
We ended our day with a family walk and a great meal with the Arne's.
Jamis had to wear Devan's Russia hat.
How grateful are we for this wonderful season to celebrate the birth of our savior. Being 9 months pregnant during this time of year has really opened my eyes to the sacrifices that Christ's earthly parents made. I had a great opportunity to represent Mary in a nativity scene for the Young Women. I was asked to talk about what I thought it would've been like to travel and be treated the way she was, in my "condition" and honestly I can't imagine how uncomfortable she most likely was. A few days prior to this Devan and I made a trip up to Raleigh for one last temple session before Jaxon's arrival. We traveled approximately the same distance Mary and Joseph did. I got to sit on a heated leather seat in a comfy car on a smoothly paved highway, a far cry from a donkey, yet I was still not very comfortable.
As this is also my first delivery, I have the comfort of knowing I have a hospital bed waiting for me. I have doctors, nurses, and clean sheets to care for me and my newborn. I have pain meds. My husband and I have no worries as to what to do or where to go. I have such a greater love and respect for the conditions of our Saviors birth. It really hit home this year. How much we take for granted and how much we have to be thankful for. I am eternally grateful for my Savior and his atoning sacrifice. I hope all can remember and the true reason for this Christmas Season.