Merry

Last year, right around this time, I was getting knocked up but I didn’t know it. Very weird thought.

(I have no idea which time it was that I got pregnant, but timing-wise, it could have very easily been on Christmas. Noah’s girlfriend-at-the-time spent Christmas Day with her family, and wanted Noah to go with her, but he refused because he had kind of a freakout about "Christmas with the parents" being way too big of a commitment or something. So instead he spent the day at my place, watching Christmas movies and fucking me. And yes, I know that sounds horrible)

Anyway, Christmas was really nice this year! I had NO clue what to get for Baby (what do you get for an almost-3-month-old, anyway??) so I just put some extra money in her college account, and got a couple really little things to wrap up because it would have felt wrong to not actually wrap any presents.

Noah gave me a really beautiful necklace, it’s a heart with all three of our birthstones. It was really sweet. Of course, he had told me we should just do little gifts, and I made the mistake of taking him seriously, so I just got him a shirt. :/ Oops. I’ve actually never given a Christmas gift before (to anyone. Seriously), so I kind of suck at choosing them.

So we had a nice, quiet Christmas morning, and exchanged gifts. Baby looked appropriately fascinated by the Christmas lights. And we went out for sushi later, because…why not. It was really nice, but I do sort of wish that ONE of us had a family to celebrate with. I know we can just create our own traditions, but still…

Anyway, I hope you all had a good Christmas (those of you who celebrate it, at least).