Do you as parents keep track? I mean, do you differentiate between having shared Christmas not being a parent and becoming one? Personally, I do. And the reason is simple, it has been my own daughter who has brought several new meanings into my life. While there was a time when I was a child, and it was me that Santa brought me presents, it is no less true that those days are now in the past, forgotten.... Besides, I was a child of the 90's.... In the past, saving memories was not so democratic and affordable. Nowadays, everything is simpler but above all much more beautiful. This is the version of Christmas from mum's point of view (i.e. me).
I have decided to upload this post at the end of the year, because I had others scheduled before and it had been impossible for me. However, everything I show and relate here corresponds to the Christmas Eve of the 25th of December 2024. A day where I was able to keep the memories of one of the best nights I have been able to give to my little one, but above all, to me too. December has always been a challenging month for me? I never did too well financially in that month, and on my shoulders I carried the ‘weight’ of anguish and mortification.
My ‘luck’ was a bit better this year. It was a more favourable year for me, and that translated into better possibilities for my child. In addition, the relationship between Santa and me (mum) was also much, much better. I don't want to brag, and please understand that I mean this from the bottom of my heart, but this is the most Christmas Eve that ‘Santa’ and I have been able to give my little girl. And although she is only 9 years old, I could genuinely see the happiness on her face as she opened her presents. I realised that they don't measure success (or failure) in terms of how much an item costs, but in the warmth and companionship they receive on these special occasions.
Loving your child makes you reinvent yourself, find new ways to achieve your goals; and what would those goals be? In my case, to see that adorable smile on her face. The little eyes lit up with the illusion of a person who loves to be by your side but who for one night sees her wishes come true in the form of toys. Besides, as I said at the beginning, spending these dates without being a father is totally different from being one. I can't say categorically whether it's better or worse; that's up to each individual. But for me, this 9th Christmas as a mum has been the best, and it's at this time of year that you realise how happy your child can make you. You would give absolutely anything to see her like this, adorable, beautiful, healthy and playing happily...
At Christmas, it's that time of year when we all become a little more introspective. Where we analyse what has happened to us in the last 365. And this is my penultimate post of 2024, talking about the person who has inspired the most love and protection in all my life, my daughter; yes, my daughter. And I know I'm not the only one going through a similar situation. That's the beauty of this community, you really can be totally honest without fear of anything. We are all parents (or uncles, aunts, uncles, step-parents, grandparents) and we all have in common a weakness for seeing those we love really happy. For this reason, my daughter on Christmas night represented the very definition of absolute joy and happiness, as a mother, as a woman and as her friend. Happy New Year to all at HIVE and
