Payman is back at work today, he’d been home for a week. Why it is that when he is home I actually accomplish less– blog less, do less laundry, ignore my to do list– I have yet to figure out. Sometimes it really is just up to the fact that the baby still might be clingy whether or not he is home, but sometimes I think he is home so we just fill up our time going out as a family or doing something all together.
For some reason, if he is in the living room with the two kids, I tend to stay in there instead of doing a chore. I think I figure that he is home, so I’ll have time to get it done. (But I never do!). Whereas when he’s at work, I approach my day like a working day and start getting stuff done right off the bat.
Either way, Christmas is come and gone and it was nice to have him home. We made it up to Greensboro and back to my grandparents home with no major tears in the carseat from the baby, which is awesome.
I waited until after that car trip to trial in a few foods for Ada. She’s been doing great for December, which I thought was due to me avoiding traces of corn like citric acid and xantham gum. But I’d also cut out orange and sweet potato, just to see.
I gave her orange saturday morning. She had a rash that night, didn’t sleep too well, and her digestive symptoms that y’all don’t want to read about the next day.
I should test again to be sure to make sure it wasn’t cross contamination or something from eating Christmas dinner at someone else’s house, but I don’t really have the desire. I’d rather introduce something else and broaden my horizons than give her something I feel 80 percent chance she will react. Kid’s been reacting her whole life.
I guess you could say we had a productive holiday– this was a good thing for me to find out.
Ada got several jackets (much needed) to wear over her many Azita-stained hand-me-down clothes. We got a set of duplo blocks from my sister that the kids played with for a long time yesterday.
I gave Azita and her cousin both an Indonesian barbie… she was just too pretty to pass up, and Azita needs a barbie that isn’t blond. She only has a few anyway.
Azita also got, from my mom, a video game thing where she has to run and jump and be active, and she’s loving that too.
We celebrate Christmas within our extended family especially, but also amongst ourselves. It is an American holiday. Baha’is believe in Jesus Christ too, so I don’t feel that its not a part of my holidays. There is a bigger one for us coming up as Baha’is though, when we will give gifts in February and March. These are the holidays that are more spiritually significant to me, and the ones I will play the meaning up for Azita and Ada. But Christmas is too much fun to just not get caught up in too, for us. Any excuse to give gifts we seem to get pulled in to, no matter how much we tell each other that we should all save our money and just get together for dinner or something.
Here are some other Baha’is thoughts on participating in the Holy Days and holidays of other religions.