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I was just wanting to know if anyone else has ever been in this position, or if Cody and I are the only ones pathetic enough to end ourselves up here.
Today we dug our Christmas tree out, but I am hesitating to put it up. It has always been my hope that when I had a child that if he or she was not old enough their first Christmas to enjoy everything that at least the second Christmas, they would be able to have fun. Last Christmas my son would sit in the floor and stare at the presents until someone opened them for him. He would play with the bows and the shiny wrapping paper, but that is the extent to what he was amused about.
But this Christmas is different. I sat down today after we had received our last bill for the month and started crunchin some numbers. I was left in a position that I would not wish my worst enemy to be in. It breaks my heart to say that this year, there may be a tree, but nothing under it for my son. I don't care about my husband and I. we don't matter, but Shadrach does matter, and I want to give him a good Christmas. After all, he is only going to be this little one time, and while he may never remember it, I will. And while all his cousins and aunts and uncles and other kids are tearing the shiny bows and gift wrap open to see what "Santa" brought them, Shad will be sitting there, wanting to get in it with them, but Shad will have nothing. He deserves better. I know that it is not all about presents and gifts and all that, but what kind of mama and daddy are we being to have to pay bills, which has to be done, and my boy not have any thing from us.
All the other parents are going to be getting their kids shoes that costs hundreds of dollars, and we are unable to get him a pair that costs 10. Every other kid is getting the latest gadget or thingamabob, but yet, his jeans and shirts are all too short from last year, and if we are blessed, we will be able to buy him the baby wipes that are thick instead of the ones that are thinner than a dryer sheet. 
It's not that he is going to remember it, or anything like that, but I will. I will remember having to take him outside and making up some kind of white lie like"he's all ready opened his" or something like that. And he will not understand that those toys and gifts are for the other kids' moms and dad's, there is nothing for you. He won't be able to understand why he can't sit in the middle of the floor with the rest of them and tear into the presents.
Yeah, the grandparents will get him toys and all, and that will be great, but mama and daddy has nothing to give him.
Am I a bad Mama? Are we bad parents? Would you all have done the same thing and chosen to pay your bills so the lights don't get turned off like I did, or would you all take the money and phooey on the light bill and water bill and rent...just give the child a good Christmas for goodness sakes.
I feel almost as if I am chosing having a place to live over my boy, which, I guess I am. And after me always saying that I would give up everything for him.
Ohhhhhhh......fiddlesticks! What should I do?





Today we dug our Christmas tree out, but I am hesitating to put it up. It has always been my hope that when I had a child that if he or she was not old enough their first Christmas to enjoy everything that at least the second Christmas, they would be able to have fun. Last Christmas my son would sit in the floor and stare at the presents until someone opened them for him. He would play with the bows and the shiny wrapping paper, but that is the extent to what he was amused about.
But this Christmas is different. I sat down today after we had received our last bill for the month and started crunchin some numbers. I was left in a position that I would not wish my worst enemy to be in. It breaks my heart to say that this year, there may be a tree, but nothing under it for my son. I don't care about my husband and I. we don't matter, but Shadrach does matter, and I want to give him a good Christmas. After all, he is only going to be this little one time, and while he may never remember it, I will. And while all his cousins and aunts and uncles and other kids are tearing the shiny bows and gift wrap open to see what "Santa" brought them, Shad will be sitting there, wanting to get in it with them, but Shad will have nothing. He deserves better. I know that it is not all about presents and gifts and all that, but what kind of mama and daddy are we being to have to pay bills, which has to be done, and my boy not have any thing from us.
It's not that he is going to remember it, or anything like that, but I will. I will remember having to take him outside and making up some kind of white lie like"he's all ready opened his" or something like that. And he will not understand that those toys and gifts are for the other kids' moms and dad's, there is nothing for you. He won't be able to understand why he can't sit in the middle of the floor with the rest of them and tear into the presents.
Yeah, the grandparents will get him toys and all, and that will be great, but mama and daddy has nothing to give him.
Am I a bad Mama? Are we bad parents? Would you all have done the same thing and chosen to pay your bills so the lights don't get turned off like I did, or would you all take the money and phooey on the light bill and water bill and rent...just give the child a good Christmas for goodness sakes.
I feel almost as if I am chosing having a place to live over my boy, which, I guess I am. And after me always saying that I would give up everything for him.
Ohhhhhhh......fiddlesticks! What should I do?
