I got up on a stage earlier this year and not only talked about how sending Christmas cards took on a greater significance once I was trying to have a baby, but I also vowed in my performance that I’d be sending cards this year with two babies on them — Teddy and his little sister.
Yup, I committed to designing, stuffing, and addressing dozens of Christmas cards while making a dramatic public announcement of my pregnancy.
That meant, I realized not all that long ago, that at least a few people are, you know, expecting to get a Christmas card from us. I perhaps had not thought through the effort involved in this endeavor. Or, more likely, I figured I’d have plenty of time. After all, it took a few different photo shoots to get that first Christmas card picture of Teddy, but I had lots of maternity leave time to design, stuff, and address the cards.
Right? Only it seems that I’d forgotten that my first kid was a champion nap fighter, and in reality, I was scrambling to finish our cards before leaving for Boston that year. And this kid? She’s not a nap fighter on the same par as her brother, but she’s striving to set her own records in terms of time spent crying at night.
So, that sets the scene for yesterday, when I determined we had to both get a perfect Christmas card shot of the two cherubs and design and order the cards if I’m actually going to get them out before said holiday.
You can probably see where this is heading. Because deadlines + newborns + toddlers are often a winning combination. Yeah.
In the end, we got one shot that was good enough, and I mined the many, many pictures we’ve taken over the past six weeks to fill in the other gaps on the card. And I pretty much designed and ordered the cards, if by “designed and ordered” you mean “agonized over the design, uploaded all the pictures I’d somehow missed in other rounds of uploads, picked out the card and put in my shipping and billing information only to forget to hit ‘place order’ until this morning.” Oops.
Anyway, thought I’d share a few of the … less perfect shots. Some year I’ll say “screw it” and send the card full of these shots, instead.