On the first day of Christmas my family gave to me…

An 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the second day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Two family photos,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the third day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Three frantic texts,

Two family photos where everyone smiled,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Four calling “MOM!”

Three frantic texts,

Two family photos where only two people smiled,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Fiiiiiiiive cell phone bills,

Four calling “MOM?”

Three frantic texts about getting a ride to school,

Two family photos with matching outfits,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Six student loans,

Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “Where’s Mom?”

Three frantic texts about getting a ride home from school,

Two family photos where one daughter refused to smile,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Seven sibling spats,

Six student loans,

Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “Has anyone seen Mom?”

Three frantic texts about paying rent,

Two first day of school photos,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Eight maddening messes,

Seven sibling spats over sharing the car,

Six student loans,

Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “Where’s mom?” (Answer: In the bathroom)

Three frantic texts,

Two photos of mom and dad ALONE in Maui,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Nine college applications,

Eight maddening messes in the kitchen,

Seven sibling spats about cleaning up the kitchen,

Six student loans,

Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “Mom! The cat threw up on the floor again!”

Three frantic texts,

Two family photos,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Ten loads of laundry,

Nine college applications,

Eight maddening messes in the living room,

Seven sibling spats,

Six student loans,

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Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “Moooooooom?”

Three slightly less frantic texts,

Two family photos,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my family gave to me …

Eleven peaceful moments,

Ten loads of laundry,

Nine college applications,

Eight maddening messes in the bathroom,

Seven sibling spats about putting gas in the car,

Six student loans,

Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “I STILL can’t find mom!”

Three frantic texts,

Two family photos with a certain daughter rolling her eyes,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my family gave to me…

Twelve “I love you” moms,

Eleven peaceful moments,

Ten loads of laundry,

Nine college applications,

Eight more maddening messes,

Seven sibling spats,

Six student loans,

Five cell phone bills,

Four calling “MOMMOMMOM!”

Three frantic texts,

Two surprise selfies,

And an 8-foot pre-lighted Christmas treeeeeeeeeee!

Merry Christmas everyone!

Surrendering to Motherhood appears every other Monday. Follow Jennifer on Twitter: @NVRHuffman.

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Business Editor

Jennifer Huffman is the business editor and a general assignment reporter for the Napa Valley Register. I cover a wide variety of topics for the newspaper. I've been with the Register since 2005.