I never thought it would be so nice to have a December baby.
Growing up in southern California, I had no idea I’d end up living my adult life in snowy Michigan. When I was pregnant the first time, with my son, I was so happy to be expecting in the summer. I love summer–warm breezes, sunny days, time outside. Happiness!
When I got pregnant with our second, I was slightly dismayed to realize I would be expecting in December.
Cold, snowy, dark December.
I worried about whether postpartum depression was more common at that time of year. I worried about driving to the hospital in a snow storm. I worried about the dangers of having a newborn to tote around during the coldest months of the year. I worried about all the fools who said things like, “Oh, it’ll be hard to have a birthday so close to Christmas.” I worried about having a baby in December and I didn’t like it.
Turns out, I worried in vain.
My daughter came on a snowy weeknight. But I didn’t worry about the snow or darkness, only about making it to the hospital in time as she was MUCH quicker than her brother. My two day stay in the hospital at Christmas time was–dare I say it?–peaceful. The hospital was decorated beautifully for Christmas. The demeanor of the nurses was happy. Besides the swearing and cursing that accompanied my labor, the remaining time in the hospital was spent listening to a Christmas album as we cuddled with our newborn. (Remember how most newborns are out of it the first day and really wake up and scream the next 3 months after you drive home from the hospital?!) My husband found our daughter’s name on a Christmas tree ornament in the gift shop and it is still so special to me.
We drove home on a dark, snowy night. But again, it was peaceful. There was no one else was on the road and I didn’t have the first-time jitters that marked the ride home with my firstborn.
The next few weeks of caring for my newborn during the Christmas season went by sweetly. I nursed by Christmas lights. I ate good food that other people cooked. I had the greatest excuse for skipping Christmas busywork and just enjoying the season.
Having a baby in December? It was everything I did not realize it could be.
If you liked this post about having a baby in December, you may like these: