We could have skipped exchanging gifts this year and still would have recieved our greatest gift of all, our sweet Paxton. (awww :)) No really... he is our greatest gift and we definitely enjoyed him and the magic of Christmas this year.
The first week of my Christmas break I spent the first two days sick with a nasty stomach bug. OMG it sucked. After just getting over the flu and strep throat, I got slammed with this bug. Rarely does Matthew get sick but wouldn't you know, he got it too. As if it couldnt get any worse, Paxton got a mild version of it as well. I sure hope the sickness in our house is now over... I think I have gotten just about everything I could at this point. Mom came over to help out with Paxton while I was recovering from being sick and while she was here we spent alot of time relaxing and shopping. I had planned on grabbing a few things on Tuesday of my break, but after being sick I found myself with a hefty "to do" list towards the end of the week. Mom took care of Paxton most of the day Thursday so that I could get all my errands done. I tell you what... never before did I appreciate running errands alone until Paxton came along. It is MUCH more difficult to just 'run in' anywhere with a baby. In the end, everything got done, presents were wrapped and under the tree by Friday night and we prepared to spend a weekend with family.
Saturday morning we headed to my Grandparents house to open gifts and celebrate with them. We had kolaches and Taste of Texas cinnamon coffee (yuuuuum) and settled ourselves in the living room to exchange gifts. Unfortunatelty, Paxton decided otherwise and our visit was cut short because Paxton was crying so hard, and for so long that we really thought something was wrong. He is happy 99% of the time, I swear he only cries when he is hungry or sleepy and that day he was neither.... so we decided to take him to the doctor. We found ourselves sitting in a pediatric urgent care clinic on Christmas eve... woo hoo. 2 hours later... we basically got the news that he was still having symptoms from the stomach bug we all had. With babies it can take up to 7 days for it to get out of his intestines, causing pain in the meantime as all his "stuff" moves around, hence the crying fits. Glad to know what was wrong... sad that he was in pain.
We quickly made our way to Grandma Reibensteins house where we shared some great food, laughs, gifts and sat in front of a warm fire. It was great to spend time with all of them, eventhough it wasnt as long as we would have wanted. As Paxton's parents we couldnt have imagined going into the long weekend with him being sick and needing medicine so the trip to the doctor was worth it, yet cut quality family time down. :(
We stopped by Pammie and Opa's house before heading home to check out their Christmas decorations and Polar Express train. Pax loved it!
We made it home just in time to change Paxton into his Christmas Pj's and go to bed before Santa came!
Sunday morning was a lot of fun as Matthew and I opened gifts and helped Paxton open some of his :). We both know that as Paxton gets older, the magic of Christmas will become more apparent to him and we will cherish Christmas morning more and more. After opening gifts we quickly got dressed and headed to Church. I LOVED having church on Christmas morning. It completely put the true meaning of Christmas in my heart. If I had a vote, I would want to have church every year on Christmas day regardless if it was Sunday or not. Our church showed this video that I thought was amazing... its the story of Jesus' birth from a Facebook point of view. You will get chill bumps watching... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QhcKd8uV6cM
For the first time ever, I insisted on not traveling on Christmas day. My entire childhood I would open gifts with my parents and then get dressed and head to my grandparents house for the rest of the day. I was allowed to take whatever toy I wanted but always wished to just stay in my pjs and stay at home. For our little families sake (Matthew, Pax and myself) I didnt want to have to go anywhere on Christmas day. Call it selfish, I don't care, I want my childrens memories to consist of waking up, praising Jesus, opening gifts and spending the day in OUR house surrounded by those we love. Meaning, whoever eants to come over Christmas day is more than welcome, we just arent going anywhere... smile :) ! I invited my parents over after church and we had a wonderful afternoon eating a traditional Christmas meal (Thanks, Mom), opening gifts and sharing laughs. It was a wonderful Christmas day and I am so thankful we were able to come home from church and just relax at home.
While I feel like Christmas snuck up on me this year with how fast paced life is; I am thankful that in the hussle and bussle of the holiday I was able to snuggle up with my family and stop and appreciate the true meaning of Christmas.
Paxton loves Sweet potatoes!!! :)
Watch out ladies... we have a flirt on our hands!
So tired after a long day of Christmas... this was a 2 and a half hour long nap... the longest one ever!
My handsome boy!
Until next time.. lots of love!
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