I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings - so please don't take this personally. This is not directed at any person but at a perception. One of the things that cancer has done for me is shifted my perceptions and I feel the need to share one.
As we approached the holidays I had a lot of people tell me to give myself a break this year. That I am allowed to take it easy this Christmas - it doesn't have to be perfect. That my boys birthday didn't have to be perfect - relax and take it easy. Considering I was getting my 8th dose of chemo less then a week before my boys' birthday and 9 days before Christmas that seemed like sound advice.
I really hate to admit this to the general public but I am a fairly lazy person. I have great ideas but pitiful follow thru. But this year I did decide to give myself a break on those great ideas. My goal this year was not to try and create some perfectly magical Christmas my goal was just to have a normal Christmas.
I have two older daughters that would have totally understood if I said we were postponing Christmas to some future date. They would have been mildly disappointed but would have totally understood. But I also have a 6 year old and two boys turning 5 two days before Christmas. For them, Christmas is the most magical and exciting time of year, full of wonder and delight. How do you postpone that without crushing the magic? You don't.
You also cannot forego a 5 year olds birthday. My boys had been planning their birthday party for 6 months.
So as everyone kept telling me to relax, don't stress yourself, don't make a big to do; I was busy figuring out what I could do to, at least, keep it normal.
The boys wanted an Angry Birds party - so I got some Angry Birds party supplies. Relax it doesn't need to be perfect.
Their oldest sister was sweet and offered to take the boys to the movies on her day off which was the day before the boys' birthday. So I figured we could celebrate their birthday that day. We would have a dinner they liked, make a cake and celebrate as family. Relax it doesn't need to be perfect.
After weeks of begging from Reilly we managed to get our tree up and with the help of some friends the kids got it decorated. I got 95% of the Christmas shopping done before my last chemo. Relax it doesn't need to be perfect.
I worked on getting everything wrapped when I was feeling good. Relax it doesn't need to be perfect.
You see, I didn't worry about the fact that I wasn't doing Elf on the Shelf for my kids even though most of their friends were - we just made up a story about invisible elves. I didn't worry about getting lights on the outside of the house or doing tons of decorating inside the house. I didn't worry about the fact that I didn't think to preorder an Angry Birds birthday cake from whatever bakery. I didn't worry about planning a birthday party with the boys' friends or even something with family friends. I knew low-key was the way to go. I got the kids things from their Christmas lists, I didn't spend hours scouring to find that one thing that they wanted but didn't ask for. If I couldn't find it online or on one of my brief forays out then it didn't happen. I didn't make any special trips or go to multiple stores in search of something.
I didn't make this the perfect birthday or the perfect Christmas but I hoped not to disappoint anyone. I just wanted normal. You see everyone wants to say "Relax,take it easy, don't stress yourself - it doesn't have to be perfect." But what they don't fully understand is that I have cancer - I already know it won't be perfect. That my family has to deal with the reality of that cancer every day. They don't expect perfect. But what they crave more then anything is a little bit of normal. I can't take them back to pre-cancer normal but I can give them a little normal at Christmas. I can at least give them the minimums this holiday asks.
I admit that I did stress myself a little bit. I need to get better at not expecting so much of myself. I need to get better at asking for help and sometimes I need to not have to ask. Take just a minute and put yourself in my shoes and think about what you would do, what you would want. I'm going to guess its just a little bit of normal.
By the way, we pulled off a normal birthday for the boys and a normal Christmas for all the kids. It was all perfectly normal.