On Christmas morning we went to church and I struggled with my uncontrollable 2-year old and my tired yet talkative 8-month old. I really had a hard time; I felt like a bad mother. I'm sorry.
But see, I've been having a hard time all around. Who'd have thunk that when you finally get back on track after a pregnancy scare that your hormones are so out of whack that you can barely control how you feel?
But other than my hormonal-emotional issues, we had a nice Christmas. Everything at church was lovely (except for me). Then we came home and opened presents with my mom and my sister's family. And in the evening, we did this (note the hormone induced stress in my voice):
Booya! James gave me a digital video camera for Christmas. It's awesome! It's a digital video camera, a still camera, an mp3 player, an mpeg4 player, and a voice recorder - and it does the dishes too. I love it!