Monday, November 29, 2010

IT WAS NEVER ABOUT THE TREE



I saw a string of comments on facebook yesterday, all from young wives and mothers, about everything they were having to do to get ready for the holidays while their hubbies, for the most part, observed from their thrones. Brought back painful memories of some of my

more dramatic pouting sessions in years gone by. If only I'd known then what I know now.

It got me to thinkin', about a book I picked up a couple of years ago called On Strike for Christmas, by Sheila Roberts. It was about a group of women in a small town who got fed up with killing themselves to create the perfect holiday for their families each year, and getting little to no help or appreciation for their efforts. So, they all banded together to declare a strike, leaving it completely up to the men to make Christmas happen that year. Think you know how this story will end? Think again!

Like most every other woman who picked this book up off the shelf, I was ready to settle in for a good dose of male-bashing, and there was just enough of that to make it humorous. But there was also a good dose of introspection--enough to leave me with a guilty conscience. As it turns out, our women's penchant for perfectionism is at least partially to blame for this yearly stand-off. Thankfully, I've finally realized that trying to pull off a perfect Martha Stewart holiday each year will only leave you feeling bitter, exhausted, and lonely. Too bad it took me so long to figure that out.

My family still hasn't come to grips with the new me. Just the other day I heard Dear Daughter exclaim "Mom could never stand not putting up a tree for Christmas. She'd go nuts if she didn't get to decorate her tree!" They just don't get it. It was never about the tree. It was about the experience--about trying to recreate that perfect Hallmark moment where everyone is gathered together, stringing popcorn, decorating the tree, sipping hot cocoa, laughing and singing carols. Unfortunately, dragging my family away from computer, TV and video games, and forcing them to participate in tree-trimming, never made for a laughing, singing group. It made for a very grumpy group. But, there were other ways to get the experience I was after. If, for instance, I were to announce to my clan that we were off to the annual outdoor performance of TUBACHRISTMAS, or to stroll a street market, followed by Hot Chocolate and Churros at a favorite cafe, they'd be elbowing each other out of the way to be first in the car.

And so, at last, I can live without a perfectly decorated tree. For, you see, it was never about the tree!

7 comments:

musingegret said...

What a truly wonderful transformation, of and for **yourself**, and your entire family. It has been so wonderful to read all your posts this past week and just feel how relaxed and stressfree you sounded. You're providing a wonderful example to unknown numbers of young mothers out there trying to create "The Ultimate Perfect Holiday" while ignoring their own exhaustion, stress and disappointment. Bravo Becky!

Hill Country Hippie said...

It's not the 50's anymore. Our mom's had more time to spend on stuff like that, but these poor girls have careers and are barely hanging on by a thread. I just hate to see them wasting the little time they have trying to do the Martha Stewart thing, when they'd be so much better off spending it down on the floor, playing with their kids.

Laurinda said...

Oh I really loved this, AND musingegret's response...

I suppose I fall into the "young mother" category that you speak of in some senses, but a big part of me also longs to be that 50's mom I guess! I am luck enough to be staying at home with baby girl, AND that my husband loves Christmas (all holidays really!) more than I do!

I have been enjoying your posts recently as well, and this one was especially wonderful...

Thanks again!

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Hill Country Hippie said...

No, thank you! Thank you all!

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